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116 I had some things that I called m… And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities.
The wind begun to rock the grass With threatening tunes and low,— He flung a menace at the earth, A menace at the sky. The leaves unhooked themselves fro…
529 I’m sorry for the Dead—Today— It’s such congenial times Old Neighbors have at fences— It’s time o’ year for Hay.
The Notice that is called the Spr… Is but a month from here - Put up my Heart thy Hoary work And take a Rosy Chair. Not any House the Flowers keep -
617 Don’t put up my Thread and Needle… I’ll begin to Sew When the Birds begin to whistle— Better Stitches—so—
788 Joy to have merited the Pain— To merit the Release— Joy to have perished every step— To Compass Paradise—
425 Good Morning’—Midnight’— I’m coming Home’— Day’—got tired of Me’— How could I’—of Him?
My life had stood—a Loaded Gun— In Corners—till a Day The Owner passed—identified— And carried Me away— And now We roam in Sovereign Woo…
145 This heart that broke so long— These feet that never flagged— This faith that watched for star i… Give gently to the dead—
71 A throe upon the features— A hurry in the breath— An ecstasy of parting Denominated “Death”—
504 You know that Portrait in the Moo… So tell me who ’tis like— The very Brow—the stooping eyes— A fog for—Say—Whose Sake?
267 Did we disobey Him? Just one time! Charged us to forget Him— But we couldn’t learn!
No brigadier throughout the year So civic as the jay. A neighbor and a warrior too, With shrill felicity Pursuing winds that censure us
621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—
958 We met as Sparks—Diverging Flint… Sent various—scattered ways— We parted as the Central Flint Were cloven with an Adze—