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5 I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing— The spring decoys. And as the summer nears—
This was a Poet —It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings — And Attar so immense From the familiar species
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky Superior Glory be But that Cloud and its Auxiliarie… Are forever lost to me Had I but further scanned
Image of Light, Adieu - Thanks for the interview - So long– so short – Preceptor of the whole - Coeval Cardinal -
Tell all the truth but tell it sla… Success in circuit lies, Too bright for our infirm delight The truth’s superb surprise; As lightning to the children eased
By homely gift and hindered Words The human heart is told Of Nothing - ‘Nothing’ is the force That renovates the World -
483 A Solemn thing within the Soul To feel itself get ripe— And golden hang—while farther up— The Maker’s Ladders stop—
907 Till Death’—is narrow Loving’— The scantest Heart extant Will hold you till your privilege Of Finiteness’—be spent’—
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor… No Ear, no Door, No Apprehension of Another Oh, Happy Air! Ethereal Guest at e’en an Outcast…
107 ’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away!
71 A throe upon the features— A hurry in the breath— An ecstasy of parting Denominated “Death”—
454 It was given to me by the Gods— When I was a little Girl— They given us Presents most—you k… When we are new—and small.
Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,
376 Of Course—I prayed— And did God Care? He cared as much as on the Air A Bird—had stamped her foot—
655 Without this—there is nought— All other Riches be As is the Twitter of a Bird— Heard opposite the Sea—