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LXXXVIII HEAVEN is what I cannot reach! The apple on the tree, Provided it do hopeless hang, That “heaven” is, to me.
238 Kill your Balm—and its Odors bles… Bare your Jessamine—to the storm— And she will fling her maddest per… Haply—your Summer night to Charm—
Part One: Life LII VICTORY comes late, And is held low to freezing lips Too rapt with frost
127 “Houses”—so the Wise Men tell me— “Mansions”! Mansions must be warm… Mansions cannot let the tears in, Mansions must exclude the storm!
993 We miss Her, not because We see— The Absence of an Eye— Except its Mind accompany Abridge Society
363 I went to thank Her— But She Slept— Her Bed—a funneled Stone— With Nosegays at the Head and Fo…
316 The Wind didn’t come from the Orc… Further than that— Nor stop to play with the Hay— Nor joggle a Hat—
1510 How happy is the little Stone That rambles in the Road alone, And doesn’t care about Careers And Exigencies never fears—
770 I lived on Dread— To Those who know The Stimulus there is In Danger—Other impetus
970 Color — Caste — Denomination — These — are Time's Affair — Death's diviner Classifying Does not know they are —
378 I saw no Way—The Heavens were st… I felt the Columns close— The Earth reversed her Hemisphere… I touched the Universe—
One need not be a chamber to be ha… One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place. Far safer, of a midnight meeting
358 If any sink, assure that this, now… Failed like Themselves—and consci… Grew by the Fact, and not the Und… How Weakness passed—or Force—aros…
21 We lose—because we win— Gamblers—recollecting which Toss their dice again!
35 Nobody knows this little Rose— It might a pilgrim be Did I not take it from the ways And lift it up to thee.