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46 I keep my pledge. I was not called— Death did not notice me. I bring my Rose.
226 Should you but fail at—Sea— In sight of me— Or doomed lie— Next Sun—to die—
1100 The last Night that She lived It was a Common Night Except the Dying—this to Us Made Nature different
61 Papa above! Regard a Mouse O’erpowered by the Cat! Reserve within thy kingdom
LXVII A DEED knocks first at thought, And then it knocks at will. That is the manufacturing spot, And will at home and well.
757 The Mountains—grow unnoticed— Their Purple figures rise Without attempt—Exhaustion— Assistance—or Applause—
697 I could bring You Jewels—had I a… But You have enough—of those— I could bring You Odors from St.… Colors—from Vera Cruz—
How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!
XLIX WE outgrow love like other things And put it in the drawer, Till it an antique fashion shows Like costumes grandsires wore.
842 Good to hide, and hear 'em hunt! Better, to be found, If one care to, that is, The Fox fits the Hound—
694 The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer’s Day—
811 The Veins of other Flowers The Scarlet Flowers are Till Nature leisure has for Terms As “Branch,” and “Jugular.”
424 Removed from Accident of Loss By Accident of Gain Befalling not my simple Days— Myself had just to earn—
I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way — And so I deck, a little, If it be, I wake a Bourbon,
How Human Nature dotes On what it can’t detect. The moment that a Plot is plumbed Prospective is extinct - Prospective is the friend