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Are Friends Delight or Pain? Could Bounty but remain Riches were good - But if they only stay Ampler to fly away
466 ’Tis little I—could care for Pear… Who own the ample sea— Or Brooches—when the Emperor— With Rubies—pelteth me—
151 Mute thy Coronation— Meek my Vive le roi, Fold a tiny courtier In thine Ermine, Sir,
XXIII A bird came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw.
413 I never felt at Home–Below– And in the Handsome Skies I shall not feel at Home–I know– I don’t like Paradise–
195 For this—accepted Breath— Through it—compete with Death— The fellow cannot touch this Crow… By it—my title take—
669 No Romance sold unto Could so enthrall a Man As the perusal of His Individual One—
665 Dropped into the Ether Acre— Wearing the Sod Gown— Bonnet of Everlasting Laces— Brooch—frozen on—
842 Good to hide, and hear 'em hunt! Better, to be found, If one care to, that is, The Fox fits the Hound—
781 To wait an Hour—is long— If Love be just beyond— To wait Eternity—is short— If Love reward the end—
109 By a flower—By a letter— By a nimble love— If I weld the Rivet faster— Final fast—above—
83 Heart, not so heavy as mine Wending late home— As it passed my window Whistled itself a tune—
933 Two Travellers perishing in Snow The Forests as they froze Together heard them strengthening Each other with the words
819 All I may, if small, Do it not display Larger for the Totalness— ’Tis Economy
So much of Heaven has gone from E… That there must be a Heaven If only to enclose the Saints To Affidavit given. The Missionary to the Mole
