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552 An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye— Of Territory—Color— Circumference&mda sh;Decay—
LXVII A DEED knocks first at thought, And then it knocks at will. That is the manufacturing spot, And will at home and well.
Glory is that bright tragic thing That for an instant Means Dominion - Warms some poor name That never felt the Sun,
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—
769 One and One—are One— Two—be finished using— Well enough for schools— But for minor Choosing—
LVI Faith is a fine invention For gentlemen who see; But microscopes are prudent In an emergency!
Lives he in any other world My faith cannot reply Before it was imperative ’Twas all distinct to me -
61 Papa above! Regard a Mouse O’erpowered by the Cat! Reserve within thy kingdom
229 A Burdock—clawed my Gown— Not Burdock’s—blame— But mine— Who went too near
‘Faithful to the end’ Amended From the Heavenly Clause - Constancy with a Proviso Constancy abhors - ‘Crowns of Life’ are servile Priz…
The Grass so little has to do— A Sphere of simple Green— With only Butterflies to brood And Bees to entertain— And stir all day to pretty Tunes
657 I dwell in Possibility— A fairer House than Prose— More numerous of Windows— Superior—for Doors—
731 “I want”—it pleaded—All its life— I want—was chief it said When Skill entreated it—the last— And when so newly dead—
LXII A DROP fell on the apple tree Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh.
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—