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375 The Angle of a Landscape— That every time I wake— Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ample Crack—
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor… No Ear, no Door, No Apprehension of Another Oh, Happy Air! Ethereal Guest at e’en an Outcast…
CXXXVI I STEPPED from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head I felt, About my feet the sea.
847 Finite’—to fail, but infinite to… For the one ship that struts the s… Many’s the gallant’—overwhelmed C… Nodding in Navies nevermore’—
772 The hallowing of Pain Like hallowing of Heaven, Obtains at a corporeal cost— The Summit is not given
863 That Distance was between Us That is not of Mile or Main— The Will it is that situates— Equator—never can—
Sometimes with the Heart Seldom with the Soul Scarcer once with the Might Few - love at all.
23 I had a guinea golden— I lost it in the sand— And tho’ the sum was simple And pounds were in the land—
671 She dwelleth in the Ground— Where Daffodils—abide— Her Maker—Her Metropolis— The Universe—Her Maid—
289 I know some lonely Houses off the… A Robber’d like the look of— Wooden barred, And Windows hanging low,
453 Love—thou art high— I cannot climb thee— But, were it Two— Who know but we—
296 One Year ago—jots what? God—spell the word! I—can’t— Was’t Grace? Not that— Was’t Glory? That—will do—
‘Heavenly Father’ - take to thee The supreme iniquity Fashioned by thy candid Hand In a moment contraband - Though to trust us - seems to us
The Black Berry—wears a Thorn in… But no Man heard Him cry— He offers His Berry, just the sam… To Partridge—and to Boy— He sometimes holds upon the Fence…
73 Who never lost, are unprepared A Coronet to find! Who never thirsted Flagons, and Cooling Tamarind!