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I found the phrase to every though… I ever had, but one; And that defies me,—as a hand Did try to chalk the sun To races nurtured in the dark;—
How Human Nature dotes On what it can’t detect. The moment that a Plot is plumbed Prospective is extinct - Prospective is the friend
185 “Faith” is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see— But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency.
404 How many Flowers fail in Wood— Or perish from the Hill— Without the privilege to know That they are Beautiful—
892 Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstan… ’Tis well the name and age
221 It can’t be “Summer”! That—got through! It’s early—yet—for “Spring”! There’s that long town of White—t…
Spring comes on the World - I sight the Aprils - Hueless to me until thou come As, till the Bee Blossoms stand negative,
LIX I TOOK my power in my hand And went against the world; ’T was not so much as David had, But I was twice as bold.
101 Will there really be a “Morning”? Is there such a thing as “Day”? Could I see it from the mountains If I were as tall as they?
284 The Drop, that wrestles in the Se… Forgets her own locality— As I—toward Thee— She knows herself an incense small…
690 Victory comes late— And is held low to freezing lips— Too rapt with frost To take it—
834 Before He comes we weigh the Time… ’Tis Heavy and ’tis Light. When He depart, an Emptiness Is the prevailing Freight.
160 Just lost, when I was saved! Just felt the world go by! Just girt me for the onset with E… When breath blew back,
914 I cannot be ashamed Because I cannot see The love you offer— Magnitude
1068 Further in Summer than the Birds Pathetic from the Grass A minor Nation celebrates Its unobtrusive Mass.