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502 At least—to pray—is left—is left— Oh Jesus—in the Air— I know not which thy chamber is— I’m knocking—everywhere—
91 So bashful when I spied her! So pretty—so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find—
THE BAT is dun with wrinkled wi… Like fallow article, And not a song pervades his lips, Or none perceptible. His small umbrella, quaintly halve…
543 I fear a Man of frugal Speech— I fear a Silent Man— Haranguer—I can overtake— Or Babbler—entertain—
Is it too late to touch you, Dear… We this moment knew - Love Marine and Love terrene - Love celestial too -
34 Garland for Queens, may be— Laurels—for rare degree Of soul or sword. Ah—but remembering me—
‘Faithful to the end’ Amended From the Heavenly Clause - Constancy with a Proviso Constancy abhors - ‘Crowns of Life’ are servile Priz…
“Morning”—means “Milking”—to the… Dawn—to the Teneriffe— Dice—to the Maid— Morning means just Risk—to the Lo… Just revelation—to the Beloved—
627 The Tint I cannot take—is best— The Color too remote That I could show it in Bazaar— A Guinea at a sight—
Presentiment is that long shadow o… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.
376 Of Course—I prayed— And did God Care? He cared as much as on the Air A Bird—had stamped her foot—
I years had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine
573 The Test of Love—is Death— Our Lord—"so loved"—it saith— What Largest Lover—hath Another—doth—
I many times thought Peace had co… When Peace was far away’— As Wrecked Men’—deem they sight t… At Centre of the Sea’— And struggle slacker’—but to prove
The Butterfly in honored Dust Assuredly will lie But none will pass the Catacomb So chastened as the Fly -