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LX A SHADY friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind.
VII WITHIN my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village…
A lane of Yellow led the eye Unto a Purple Wood Whose soft inhabitants to be Surpasses solitude If Bird the silence contradict
874 They won’t frown always—some sweet… When I forget to tease— They’ll recollect how cold I look… And how I just said “Please.”
I went to heaven,— ‘T was a small town, Lit with a ruby, Lathed with down. Stiller than the fields
381 A Secret told— Ceases to be a Secret—then— A Secret—kept— That—can appal but One—
430 It would never be Common—more—I s… Difference—had begun— Many a bitterness—had been— But that old sort—was done—
It’s like the light,— A fashionless delight It’s like the bee,— A dateless melody. It’s like the woods,
Rearrange a “Wife’s” Affection! When they dislocate my Brain! Amputate my freckled Bosom! Make me bearded like a man! Blush, my spirit, in thy Fastness…
The inundation of the Spring Enlarges every soul - It sweeps the tenement away But leaves the Water whole - In which the soul at first estrang…
330 The Juggler’s Hat her Country is… The Mountain Gorse—the Bee’s!
XIV I’M ceded, I ’ve stopped being th… The name they dropped upon my face With water, in the country church, Is finished using now,
480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass
I felt a cleaving in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind I strove to jo…
The wind tapped like a tired man, And like a host, ‘Come in,’ I boldly answered; entered then My residence within A rapid, footless guest,
