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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…
XXXIV NATURE is what we see, The Hill, the Afternoon— Squirrel, Eclipse, the Bumble-bee… Nay—Nature is Heaven.
391 A Visitor in Marl— Who influences Flowers— Till they are orderly as Busts— And Elegant—as Glass—
1034 His Bill an Auger is, His Head, a Cap and Frill. He laboreth at every Tree A Worm, His utmost Goal.
315 He fumbles at your Soul As Players at the Keys Before they drop full Music on— He stuns you by degrees—
To the bright east she flies, Brothers of Paradise Remit her home, Without a change of wings, Or Love’s convenient things,
482 We Cover Thee—Sweet Face— Not that We tire of Thee— But that Thyself fatigue of Us— Remember—as Thou go—
Wild Nights! Wild Nights! Were I with thee, Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile the winds
976 Death is a Dialogue between The Spirit and the Dust. “Dissolve” says Death—The Spirit… I have another Trust”—
653 Of Being is a Bird The likest to the Down An Easy Breeze do put afloat The General Heavens—upon—
Not any sunny tone From any fervent zone Find entrance there - Better a grave of Balm Toward human nature’s home -
A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard— Till morning touching mountain—
Part One: Life LIII GOD gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv…
491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood
Come slowly, Eden Lips unused to thee. Bashful, sip thy jasmines, As the fainting bee,
