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He ate and drank the precious Wor… His Spirit grew robust— He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was Dust— He danced along the dingy Days
809 Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity— Unable they that love—to die
480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass
30 Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town?
250 I shall keep singing! Birds will pass me On their way to Yellower Climes— Each—with a Robin’s expectation—
364 The Morning after Woe— ’Tis frequently the Way— Surpasses all that rose before— For utter Jubilee—
294 The Doomed—regard the Sunrise With different Delight— Because—when next it burns abroad They doubt to witness it—
140 An altered look about the hills— A Tyrian light the village fills— A wider sunrise in the morn— A deeper twilight on the lawn—
82 Whose cheek is this? What rosy face Has lost a blush today? I found her—"pleiad"—in the woods
There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons— That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes— Heavenly Hurt, it gives us—
862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.
889 Crisis is a Hair Toward which the forces creep Past which forces retrograde If it come in sleep
378 I saw no Way—The Heavens were st… I felt the Columns close— The Earth reversed her Hemisphere… I touched the Universe—
Part One: Life LIV EXPERIMENT to me Is every one I meet. If it contain a kernel?
March is the Month of Expectation… The things we do not know - The Persons of prognostication Are coming now - We try to show becoming firmness -