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Wild Nights! Wild Nights! Were I with thee, Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile the winds
708 I sometimes drop it, for a Quick— The Thought to be alive— Anonymous Delight to know— And Madder—to conceive—
955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.
Spring comes on the World - I sight the Aprils - Hueless to me until thou come As, till the Bee Blossoms stand negative,
460 I know where Wells grow’—Droughtl… Deep dug’—for Summer days’— Where Mosses go no more away’— And Pebble’—safely plays’—
358 If any sink, assure that this, now… Failed like Themselves—and consci… Grew by the Fact, and not the Und… How Weakness passed—or Force—aros…
819 All I may, if small, Do it not display Larger for the Totalness— ’Tis Economy
867 Escaping backward to perceive The Sea upon our place— Escaping forward, to confront His glittering Embrace—
224 I've nothing else—to bring, You k… So I keep bringing These— Just as the Night keeps fetching… To our familiar eyes—
439 Undue Significance a starving man… To Food— Far off—He sighs—and therefore—Ho… And therefore—Good—
884 As Everywhere of Silver With Ropes of Sand To keep it from effacing The Track called Land.
10 My wheel is in the dark! I cannot see a spoke Yet know its dripping feet Go round and round.
96 Sexton! My Master’s sleeping here… Pray lead me to his bed! I came to build the Bird’s nest, And sow the Early seed—
LXXIX I YEARS had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before
732 She rose to His Requirement—dropt The Playthings of Her Life To take the honorable Work Of Woman, and of Wife—