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LIX I TOOK my power in my hand And went against the world; ’T was not so much as David had, But I was twice as bold.
491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood
Warm in her Hand these accents li… While faithful and afar The Grace so awkward for her sake Its fond subjection wear -
The spider holds a Silver Ball In unperceived Hands— And dancing softly to Himself His Yarn of Pearl—unwinds— He plies from Nought to Nought—
901 Sweet, to have had them lost For news that they be saved— The nearer they departed Us The nearer they, restored,
My Garden—like the Beach— Denotes there be—a Sea— That’s Summer— Such as These—the Pearls She fetches—such as Me
14 One Sister have I in our house, And one, a hedge away. There’s only one recorded, But both belong to me.
So proud she was to die It made us all ashamed That what we cherished, so unknown To her desire seemed. So satisfied to go
CXII I FELT a funeral in my brain, And mourners, to and fro, Kept treading, treading, till it s… That sense was breaking through.
The Soul selects her own Society— Then—shuts the Door— To her divine Majority— Present no more— Unmoved—she notes the Chariots—pa…
XLIV THE show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be.
I breathed enough to learn the tri… And now, removed from air, I simulate the breath so well, That one, to be quite sure The lungs are stirless, must desce…
565 One Anguish—in a Crowd— A Minor thing—it sounds— And yet, unto the single Doe Attempted of the Hounds
818 I could not drink it, Sweet, Till You had tasted first, Though cooler than the Water was The Thoughtfullness of Thirst.
642 Me from Myself — to banish — Had I Art — Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart —
