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625 ’Twas a long Parting—but the time For Interview—had Come— Before the Judgment Seat of God— The last—and second time
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.
530 You cannot put a Fire out— A Thing that can ignite Can go, itself, without a Fan— Upon the slowest Night—
844 Spring is the Period Express from God. Among the other seasons Himself abide,
824 [first version] The Wind begun to knead the Grass… As Women do a Dough— He flung a Hand full at the Plain…
204 I’ll tell you how the Sun rose— A Ribbon at a time— The Steeples swam in Amethyst— The news, like Squirrels, ran—
78 A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart… That sat it down to rest— Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Flowed silver to the West—
A door just opened on a street— I, lost, was passing by— An instant’s width of warmth discl… And wealth, and company. The door as sudden shut, and I,
LXI EACH life converges to some cent… Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal,
786 Severer Service of myself I—hastened to demand To fill the awful Vacuum Your life had left behind—
872 As the Starved Maelstrom laps the… As the Vulture teased Forces the Broods in lonely Valle… As the Tiger eased
XXXIV WHO never lost, are unprepared A coronet to find; Who never thirsted, flagons And cooling tamarind.
XXIX THE nearest dream recedes, unreal… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school—boy
I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me. And frigates in the upper floor
His bill an auger is, His head, a cap and frill. He laboreth at every tree,— A worm his utmost goal.