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703 Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird—reach it! Curve by Curve—Sweep by Sweep— Round the Steep Air—
58 Delayed till she had ceased to kno… Delayed till in its vest of snow Her loving bosom lay— An hour behind the fleeting breath…
970 Color — Caste — Denomination — These — are Time's Affair — Death's diviner Classifying Does not know they are —
844 Spring is the Period Express from God. Among the other seasons Himself abide,
Silence is all we dread. There’s Ransom in a Voice - But Silence is Infinity. Himself have not a face.
165 A Wounded Deer—leaps highest— I’ve heard the Hunter tell— ’Tis but the Ecstasy of death— And then the Brake is still!
I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was la… In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed…
XVIII READ, sweet, how others strove, Till we are stouter; What they renounced, Till we are less afraid;
Said Death to Passion ‘Give of thine an Acre unto me.’ Said Passion, through contracting… ‘A Thousand Times Thee Nay.’ Bore Death from Passion
702 A first Mute Coming— In the Stranger’s House— A first fair Going— When the Bells rejoice—
To make a prairie it takes a clove… One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
Sometimes with the Heart Seldom with the Soul Scarcer once with the Might Few - love at all.
417 Is it dead—Find it— Out of sound—Out of sight— “Happy”? Which is wiser— You, or the Wind?
I had been hungry all the years– My noon had come, to dine– I, trembling, drew the table near And touched the curious wine. ‘T was this on tables I had seen
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’—