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In snow thou comest -- Thou shalt go with the resuming ground, The sweet derision of the crow, And Glee's advancing sound. In fear thou...
Who has not found the Heaven -- below -- Will fail of it above -- For Angels rent the House next ours, Wherever we remove...
Her final Summer was it -- And yet We guessed it not -- If tenderer industriousness Pervaded Her, We thought A further force of life...
If I'm lost -- now That I was found -- Shall still my transport be -- That once -- on me -- those Jasper Gates...
I saw no Way -- The Heavens were stitched -- I felt the Columns close -- The Earth reversed her Hemispheres -- I touched the...
Nature and God -- I neither knew Yet Both so well knew me They startled, like Executors Of My identity. Yet Neither told -- that...
Hope is a subtle Glutton -- He feeds upon the Fair -- And yet -- inspected closely What Abstinence is there -- His is the...
My life closed twice before its close -- It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless...
Faith -- is the Pierless Bridge Supporting what We see Unto the Scene that We do not -- Too slender for the eye It bears...
THINE am I, my faithful Fair, Thine, my lovely Nancy; Ev’ry pulse along my veins, Ev’ry roving fancy. To thy bosom lay my heart, There to throb and languish; Tho’ despair had wrung its core, That would heal its anguish.
Summer has two Beginnings -- Beginning once in June -- Beginning in October Affectingly again -- Without, perhaps, the Riot But graphicker for Grace --...
My Season's furthest Flower -- I tenderer commend Because I found Her Kinsmanless, A Grace without a Friend.
Now I knew I lost her -- Not that she was gone -- But Remoteness travelled On her Face and Tongue. Alien, though adjoining As...
Just so -- Jesus -- raps -- He -- doesn't weary -- Last -- at the Knocker -- And first -- at the Bell. Then...
IT seems that the Braziers propose soon to pass An Address and to bear it themselves all in brass; A superfluous pageant, for by the Lord Harry! They'll _find_, where they're going, much more than they carry.
I HAE a wife of my ain, I’ll partake wi’ naebody; I’ll take Cuckold frae nane, I’ll gie Cuckold to naebody. I hae a penny to spend, There—thanks to naebody! I hae naething to lend, I’ll borrow frae naebody.
Autumn -- overlooked my Knitting -- Dyes -- said He -- have I -- Could disparage a Flamingo -- Show Me them -- said I...
Brother of Ingots -- Ah Peru -- Empty the Hearts that purchased you -- -- Sister of Ophir -- Ah, Peru -- Subtle the Sum...
There is a pain -- so utter -- It swallows substance up -- Then covers the Abyss with Trance -- So Memory can step Around...
Declaiming Waters none may dread -- But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature -- they are full --
Had I presumed to hope -- The loss had been to Me A Value -- for the Greatness' Sake -- As Giants -- gone away...
It would have starved a Gnat -- To live so small as I -- And yet I was a living Child -- With Food's necessity...
IF for silver, or for gold, You could melt ten thousand pimples Into half a dozen dimples, Then your face we might behold, Looking, doubtless, much more snugly, Yet even _then_ 'twould be damned ugly.
O Mary dear, that you were here With your brown eyes bright and clear. And your sweet voice, like a bird Singing love to its lone mate In the ivy bower disconsolate; Voice the sweetest ever heard! And your brow more...