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586 We talked as Girls do— Fond, and late— We speculated fair, on every subje… Of ours, none affair—
506 He touched me, so I live to know That such a day, permitted so, I groped upon his breast— It was a boundless place to me
588 I cried at Pity—not at Pain— I heard a Woman say “Poor Child”—and something in her… Convicted me—of me—
555 Trust in the Unexpected— By this—was William Kidd Persuaded of the Buried Gold— As One had testified—
92 My friend must be a Bird’— Because it flies! Mortal, my friend must be, Because it dies!
Image of Light, Adieu - Thanks for the interview - So long– so short – Preceptor of the whole - Coeval Cardinal -
639 My Portion is Defeat—today— A paler luck than Victory— Less Paeans—fewer Bells— The Drums don’t follow Me—with tu…
954 The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust—
497 He strained my faith— Did he find it supple? Shook my strong trust— Did it then—yield?
How firm Eternity must look To crumbling men like me The only Adamant Estate In all Identity - How mighty to the insecure
480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass
895 A Cloud withdrew from the Sky Superior Glory be But that Cloud and its Auxiliarie… Are forever lost to me
‘Heavenly Father’ - take to thee The supreme iniquity Fashioned by thy candid Hand In a moment contraband - Though to trust us - seems to us
XXIV A NARROW fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not? His notice sudden is.
180 As if some little Arctic flower Upon the polar hem— Went wandering down the Latitudes Until it puzzled came