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God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv… My poignant luxury To own it, touch it, prove the fea…
LXXIII I ’LL tell you how the sun rose,— A ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran.
109 By a flower—By a letter— By a nimble love— If I weld the Rivet faster— Final fast—above—
I found the phrase to every though… I ever had, but one; And that defies me,—as a hand Did try to chalk the sun To races nurtured in the dark;—
666 Ah, Teneriffe! Retreating Mountain! Purples of Ages—pause for you— Sunset—reviews her Sapphire Regim…
743 The Birds reported from the South… A News express to Me— A spicy Charge, My little Posts— But I am deaf—Today—
713 Fame of Myself, to justify, All other Plaudit be Superfluous—An Incense Beyond Necessity—
934 That is solemn we have ended Be it but a Play Or a Glee among the Garret Or a Holiday
We don’t cry—Tim and I, We are far too grand— But we bolt the door tight To prevent a friend— Then we hide our brave face
685 Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—
724 It’s easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority—
42 A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! Your prayers, oh Passer by! From such a common ball as this Might date a Victory!
803 Who Court obtain within Himself Sees every Man a King— And Poverty of Monarchy Is an interior thing—
Those fair—fictitious People— The Women—plucked away From our familiar Lifetime— The Men of Ivory— Those Boys and Girls, in Canvas—
316 The Wind didn’t come from the Orc… Further than that— Nor stop to play with the Hay— Nor joggle a Hat—
