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XIV SOME things that fly there be,— Birds, hours, the bumble-bee: Of these no elegy. Some things that stay there be,—
406 Some’—Work for Immortality’— The Chiefer part, for Time’— He’—Compensates’—immediately’— The former’—Checks’—on Fame’—
The Sea said 'Come’ to the Brook… The Brook said 'Let me grow’ - The Sea said 'Then you will be a… I want a Brook - Come now’! The Sea said 'Go’ to the Sea -
878 The Sun is gay or stark According to our Deed. If Merry, He is merrier— If eager for the Dead
173 A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun!
466 ’Tis little I—could care for Pear… Who own the ample sea— Or Brooches—when the Emperor— With Rubies—pelteth me—
I measure every Grief I meet With narrow, probing, Eyes— I wonder if It weighs like Mine— Or has an Easier size. I wonder if They bore it long—
911 Too little way the House must lie From every Human Heart That holds in undisputed Lease A white inhabitant—
145 This heart that broke so long— These feet that never flagged— This faith that watched for star i… Give gently to the dead—
An everywhere of silver, With ropes of sand To keep it from effacing The track called land.
336 The face I carry with me—last— When I go out of Time— To take my Rank—by—in the West— That face—will just be thine—
490 To One denied the drink To tell what Water is Would be acuter, would it not Than letting Him surmise?
566 A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink— I hunted all the Sand— I caught the Dripping of a Rock And bore it in my Hand—
815 The Luxury to apprehend The Luxury 'twould be To look at Thee a single time An Epicure of Me
797 By my Window have I for Scenery Just a Sea—with a Stem— If the Bird and the Farmer—deem i… The Opinion will serve—for them—
