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If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry....
Tell as a Marksman - were forgot… Tell - this Day endures Ruddy as that coeval Apple The Tradition bears - Fresh as Mankind that humble stor…
512 The Soul has Bandaged moments— When too appalled to stir— She feels some ghastly Fright com… And stop to look at her—
892 Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstan… ’Tis well the name and age
624 Forever—it composed of Nows— ’Tis not a different time— Except for Infiniteness— And Latitude of Home—
Of Brussels—it was not— Of Kidderminster? Nay— The Winds did buy it of the Woods… They—sold it unto me It was a gentle price—
276 Many a phrase has the English lan… I have heard but one— Low as the laughter of the Cricke… Loud, as the Thunder’s Tongue—
220 Could I—then—shut the door— Lest my beseeching face—at last— Rejected—be—of Her?
The Soul selects her own Society— Then—shuts the Door— To her divine Majority— Present no more— Unmoved—she notes the Chariots—pa…
A Sickness of this World it most… When Best Men die. A Wishfulness their far Condition To occupy. A Chief indifference, as Foreign
353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—
809 Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity— Unable they that love—to die
206 The Flower must not blame the Bee… That seeketh his felicity Too often at her door— But teach the Footman from Vevay—
LXI EACH life converges to some cent… Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal,
292 If your Nerve, deny you— Go above your Nerve— He can lean against the Grave, If he fear to swerve—
