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XLIX WE outgrow love like other things And put it in the drawer, Till it an antique fashion shows Like costumes grandsires wore.
981 As Sleigh Bells seem in summer Or Bees, at Christmas show— So fairy—so fictitious The individuals do
256 If I’m lost—now That I was found— Shall still my transport be— That once—on me—those Jasper Gate…
I like to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step Around a pile of mountains,
689 The Zeroes—taught us—Phosphorous— We learned to like the Fire By playing Glaciers—when a Boy— And Tinder—guessed—by power
270 One Life of so much Consequence! Yet I—for it—would pay— My Soul’s entire income— In ceaseless—salary—
XXVIII I BRING an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching, next to min… And summon them to drink. Crackling with fever, they essay;
23 I had a guinea golden— I lost it in the sand— And tho’ the sum was simple And pounds were in the land—
12 The morns are meeker than they wer… The nuts are getting brown— The berry’s cheek is plumper— The Rose is out of town.
13 Sleep is supposed to be By souls of sanity The shutting of the eye. Sleep is the station grand
555 Trust in the Unexpected— By this—was William Kidd Persuaded of the Buried Gold— As One had testified—
668 “Nature” is what we see— The Hill—the Afternoon— Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee— Nay—Nature is Heaven—
921 If it had no pencil Would it try mine— Worn—now—and dull—sweet, Writing much to thee.
Safe in their alabaster chambers, Untouched by morning and untouched… Sleep the meek members of the resu… Rafter of satin, and roof of stone… Light laughs the breeze in her cas…
800 Two—were immortal twice— The privilege of few— Eternity—obtained—in Time— Reversed Divinity’—