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A thought went up my mind to-day That I have had before, But did not finish,—some way back, I could not fix the year, Nor where it went, nor why it came
479 She dealt her pretty words like B… How glittering they shone— And every One unbared a Nerve Or wantoned with a Bone—
305 The difference between Despair And Fear—is like the One Between the instant of a Wreck And when the Wreck has been—
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…
After a hundred years Nobody knows the place,— Agony, that enacted there, Motionless as peace. Weeds triumphant ranged,
696 Their Height in Heaven comforts n… Their Glory—nought to me— ’Twas best imperfect—as it was— I’m finite—I can’t see—
THE Brain—is wider than the sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will include With ease—and you—beside— The Brain is deeper than the sea—
902 The first Day that I was a Life I recollect it—How still— That last Day that I was a Life I recollect it—as well—
76 Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea, Past the houses—past the headlands… Into deep Eternity—
224 I've nothing else—to bring, You k… So I keep bringing These— Just as the Night keeps fetching… To our familiar eyes—
107 ’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away!
86 South Winds jostle them— Bumblebees come— Hover—hesitate— Dri nk, and are gone—
469 The Red—Blaze—is the Morning— The Violet—is Noon— The Yellow—Day—is falling— And after that—is none—
882 A Shade upon the mind there passe… As when on Noon A Cloud the mighty Sun encloses Remembering
Part One: Life LII VICTORY comes late, And is held low to freezing lips Too rapt with frost