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VII WITHIN my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village…
Departed to the judgment, A mighty afternoon; Great clouds like ushers leaning, Creation looking on. The flesh surrendered, cancelled
771 None can experience sting Who Bounty—have not known— The fact of Famine—could not be Except for Fact of Corn—
370 Heaven is so far of the Mind That were the Mind dissolved— The Site—of it—by Architect Could not again be proved—
570 I could die—to know— ’Tis a trifling knowledge— News-Boys salute the Door— Carts—joggle by—
428 Taking up the fair Ideal, Just to cast her down When a fracture—we discover— Or a splintered Crown—
They shut me up in Prose— As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet— Because they liked me “still”— Still! Could themself have peeped…
537 Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity—
It’s like the light,— A fashionless delight It’s like the bee,— A dateless melody. It’s like the woods,
136 Have you got a Brook in your litt… Where bashful flowers blow, And blushing birds go down to drin… And shadows tremble so—
621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—
809 Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity— Unable they that love—to die
805 This Bauble was preferred of Bees… By Butterflies admired At Heavenly—Hopeless Distances— Was justified of Bird—
263 Is all that pins the Soul That stands for Deity, to Mine, Upon my side the Veil— Once witnessed of the Gauze—
130 These are the days when Birds com… A very few—a Bird or two— To take a backward look. These are the days when skies resu…