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393 Did Our Best Moment last— ‘Twould supersede the Heaven— A few—and they by Risk—procure— So this Sort—are not given—
871 The Sun and Moon must make their… The Stars express around For in the Zones of Paradise The Lord alone is burned—
405 It might be lonelier Without the Loneliness— I’m so accustomed to my Fate— Perhaps the Other—Peace—
942 Snow beneath whose chilly softness Some that never lay Make their first Repose this Wint… I admonish Thee
519 ’Twas warm—at first—like Us— Until there crept upon A Chill—like frost upon a Glass— Till all the scene—be gone.
154 Except to Heaven, she is nought. Except for Angels—lone. Except to some wide-wandering Bee A flower superfluous blown.
626 Only God—detect the Sorrow— Only God— The Jehovahs—are no Babblers— Unto God—
I noticed People disappeared When but a little child - Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild - But did because they died
A Sloop of Amber slips away Upon an Ether Sea, And wrecks in Peace a Purple Tar… The Son of Ecstasy -
691 Would you like summer? Taste of o… Spices? Buy here! Ill! We have berries, for the par… Weary! Furloughs of down!
42 A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! Your prayers, oh Passer by! From such a common ball as this Might date a Victory!
262 The lonesome for they know not Wh… The Eastern Exiles—be— Who strayed beyond the Amber line Some madder Holiday—
715 The World—feels Dusty When We stop to Die— We want the Dew—then— Honors—taste dry—
900 What did They do since I saw The… Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the eagerness
963 A nearness to Tremendousness— An Agony procures— Affliction ranges Boundlessness— Vicinity to Laws