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XL I NEVER lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod; Twice have I stood a beggar Before the door of God!
17 Baffled for just a day or two— Embarrassed—not afraid— Encounter in my garden An unexpected Maid.
710 The Sunrise runs for Both— The East—Her Purple Troth Keeps with the Hill— The Noon unwinds Her Blue
Part One: Life LIV EXPERIMENT to me Is every one I meet. If it contain a kernel?
The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.
To my quick ear the leaves conferr… The bushes they were bells; I could not find a privacy From Nature’s sentinels. In cave if I presumed to hide,
159 A little bread—a crust—a crumb— A little trust—a demijohn— Can keep the soul alive— Not portly, mind! but breathing—wa…
515 No Crowd that has occurred Exhibit—I suppose That General Attendance That Resurrection—does—
XIX I STARTED early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me,
803 Who Court obtain within Himself Sees every Man a King— And Poverty of Monarchy Is an interior thing—
727 Precious to Me—She still shall be… Though She forget the name I bear… The fashion of the Gown I wear— The very Color of My Hair—
LXXXIII This World is not Conclusion. A Species stands beyond — Invisible, as Music — But positive, as Sound —
379 Rehearsal to Ourselves Of a Withdrawn Delight— Affords a Bliss like Murder— Omnipotent—Acute—
678 Wolfe demanded during dying “Which obtain the Day”? “General, the British”—"Easy” Answered Wolfe “to die”
353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—