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LXVII Presentment is that long shadow on… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—
480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass
Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—
493 The World—stands—solemner—to me— Since I was wed—to Him— A modesty befits the soul That bears another’s—name—
Epigram THIS is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,— The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty.
192 Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart!
XXIV WHETHER my bark went down at se… Whether she met with gales, Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails;
402 I pay—in Satin Cash— You did not state—your price— A Petal, for a Paragraph It near as I can guess—
332 There are two Ripenings—one—of si… Whose forces Spheric wind Until the Velvet product Drop spicy to the ground—
Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which…
If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry....
LXV GOOD night! which put the candle… A jealous zephyr, not a doubt. Ah! friend, you little knew How long at that celestial wick
929 How far is it to Heaven? As far as Death this way— Of River or of Ridge beyond Was no discovery.
Your Riches—taught me—Poverty. Myself—a Millionaire In little Wealths, as Girls could… Till broad as Buenos Ayre— You drifted your Dominions—