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132 I bring an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching Next to mine, And summon them to drink;
If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry....
We grow accustomed to the Dark - When light is put away - As when the Neighbor holds the La… To witness her Goodbye - A Moment - We uncertain step
704 672 No matter—now—Sweet— But when I’m Earl— Won’t you wish you’d spoken
139 Soul, Wilt thou toss again? By just such a hazard Hundreds have lost indeed— But tens have won an all—
695 As if the Sea should part And show a further Sea— And that—a further—and the Three But a presumption be—
XXXIX I MEANT to have but modest need… Such as content, and heaven; Within my income these could lie, And life and I keep even.
944 I learned—at least—what Home coul… How ignorant I had been Of pretty ways of Covenant— How awkward at the Hymn
408 Unit, like Death, for Whom? True, like the Tomb, Who tells no secret Told to Him—
The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day
LV I envy seas whereon he rides, I envy spokes of wheels Of chariots that him convey, I envy speechless hills
839 Always Mine! No more Vacation! Term of Light this Day begun! Failless as the fair rotation
LVI Faith is a fine invention For gentlemen who see; But microscopes are prudent In an emergency!
359 I gained it so— By Climbing slow— By Catching at the Twigs that gro… Between the Bliss—and me—
719 A South Wind—has a pathos Of individual Voice— As One detect on Landings An Emigrant’s address.