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The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day
863 That Distance was between Us That is not of Mile or Main— The Will it is that situates— Equator—never can—
My Garden—like the Beach— Denotes there be—a Sea— That’s Summer— Such as These—the Pearls She fetches—such as Me
805 This Bauble was preferred of Bees… By Butterflies admired At Heavenly—Hopeless Distances— Was justified of Bird—
I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility
It sounded as if the Streets were… And then– the Streets stood stil… Eclipse - was all we could see at… And Awe - was all we could feel. By and by - the boldest stole out…
746 Never for Society He shall seek in vain— Who His own acquaintance Cultivate—Of Men
364 The Morning after Woe— ’Tis frequently the Way— Surpasses all that rose before— For utter Jubilee—
631 Ourselves were wed one summer—dear… Your Vision—was in June— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied—too—of mine—
661 Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit me
Lives he in any other world My faith cannot reply Before it was imperative ’Twas all distinct to me -
931 Noon—is the Hinge of Day— Evening—the Tissue Door— Morning—the East compelling the s… Till all the World is ajar—
979 This Merit hath the worst— It cannot be again— When Fate hath taunted last And thrown Her furthest Stone—
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave… I will forget the light. When you have done pray tell me,
434 To love thee Year by Year— May less appear Than sacrifice, and cease— However, dear,