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923 How the Waters closed above Him We shall never know— How He stretched His Anguish to… That—is covered too—
The show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be. Fair play—
566 A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink— I hunted all the Sand— I caught the Dripping of a Rock And bore it in my Hand—
323 As if I asked a common Alms, And in my wondering hand A Stranger pressed a Kingdom, And I, bewildered, stand—
849 The good Will of a Flower The Man who would possess Must first present Certificate
1540 As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away— Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy—
LVI Faith is a fine invention For gentlemen who see; But microscopes are prudent In an emergency!
321 Of all the Sounds despatched abro… There’s not a Charge to me Like that old measure in the Boug… That phraseless Melody—
601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—
The Soul selects her own Society— Then—shuts the Door— To her divine Majority— Present no more— Unmoved—she notes the Chariots—pa…
XCVI MY life closed twice before its c… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,
Safe in their Alabaster Chambers— Untouched by Morning— and untouched by noon— Sleep the meek members of the Res… Rafter of Satin and Roof of Ston…
722 Sweet Mountains—Ye tell me no lie… Never deny Me—Never fly— Those same unvarying Eyes Turn on Me—when I fail—or feign,
Awake ye muses nine, sing me a str… Unwind the solemn twine, and tie m… Oh the Earth was made for lovers,… For sighing, and gentle whispering… All things do go a courting, in ea…
93 Went up a year this evening! I recollect it well! Amid no bells nor bravoes The bystanders will tell!