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192 Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart!
598 Three times—we parted—Breath—and… Three times—He would not go— But strove to stir the lifeless F… The Waters—strove to stay.
138 Pigmy seraphs—gone astray— Velvet people from Vevay— Balles from some lost summer day— Bees exclusive Coterie—
369 She lay as if at play Her life had leaped away— Intending to return— But not so soon—
On this wondrous sea Sailing silently, Ho! Pilot, ho! Knowest thou the shore Where no breakers roar—
176 I’m the little “Heart’s Ease”! I don’t care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away?
Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird —reach it! Curve by Curve —Sweep by Sweep — Round the Steep Air — Danger! What is that to Her?
571 Must be a Woe— A loss or so— To bend the eye Best Beauty’s way—
72 Glowing is her Bonnet, Glowing is her Cheek, Glowing is her Kirtle, Yet she cannot speak.
827 The Only News I know Is Bulletins all Day From Immortality. The Only Shows I see—
768 When I hoped, I recollect Just the place I stood— At a Window facing West— Roughest Air—was good—
Going to him! Happy letter! Tell… Tell him the page I didn’t write; Tell him I only said the syntax, And left the verb and the pronoun… Tell him just how the fingers hurr…
621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—
410 The first Day’s Night had come— And grateful that a thing So terrible—had been endured— I told my Soul to sing—
Dying at my music! Bubble! Bubble! Hold me till the Octave’s run! Quick! Burst the Windows! Ritardando!