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985 The Missing All’—prevented Me From missing minor Things. If nothing larger than a World’s Departure from a Hinge’—
977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair
697 I could bring You Jewels—had I a… But You have enough—of those— I could bring You Odors from St.… Colors—from Vera Cruz—
769 One and One—are One— Two—be finished using— Well enough for schools— But for minor Choosing—
They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the lune A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…
571 Must be a Woe— A loss or so— To bend the eye Best Beauty’s way—
327 Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see— As other Creatures, that have Eye… And know no other way—
15 The Guest is gold and crimson— An Opal guest and gray— Of Ermine is his doublet— His Capuchin gay—
603 He found my Being—set it up— Adjusted it to place— Then carved his name—upon it— And bade it to the East
19 A sepal, petal, and a thorn Upon a common summer’s morn— A flask of Dew—A Bee or two— A Breeze—a caper in the trees—
I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way — And so I deck, a little, If it be, I wake a Bourbon,
I stepped from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head I felt, About my feet the sea. I knew not but the next
426 It don't sound so terrible—quite—a… I run it over—"Dead", Brain, "De… Put it in Latin—left of my school… Seems it don't shriek so—under rul…
359 I gained it so— By Climbing slow— By Catching at the Twigs that gro… Between the Bliss—and me—
669 No Romance sold unto Could so enthrall a Man As the perusal of His Individual One—
