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My Heart upon a little Plate Her Palate to delight A Berry or a Bun, would be, Might it an Apricot!

My Heart ran so to thee It would not wait for me And I affronted grew And drew away For whatsoe’er my pace He first achieve they Face How general a Grace Allotted two — Not in malignity Mentioned I…

My God — He sees thee — Shine thy best — Fling up thy Balls of Gold Till every Cubit play with thee And every Crescent hold — Elate the Acre at his feet — Upon his Atom swim —…

My country need not change her gown, Her triple suit as sweet As when ’twas cut at Lexington, And first pronounced “a fit.” Great Britain disapproves, “the stars”; Disparagement discreet, — There’s something in their attitude That taunts her bayonet.

My cocoon tightens, colors tease, I’m feeling for the air ; A dim capacity for wings Degrades the dress I wear. A power of butterfly must be The aptitude to fly, Meadows of majesty concedes And easy sweeps of sky. So I…

My Cocoon tightens — Colors tease — I’m feeling for the Air — A dim capacity for Wings Demeans the Dress I wear — A power of Butterfly must be — The Aptitude to fly Meadows of Majesty implies And…

Morning that comes but once, Considers coming twice — Two Dawns upon a single Morn, Make Life a sudden price.

Morning is due to all — To some — the Night — To an imperial few — The Auroral light.

“Morning” — means “Milking” — to the Farmer — Dawn — to the Teneriffe — Dice — to the Maid — Morning means just Risk — to the Lover — Just revelation — to the Beloved — Epicures — date…

More than the Grave is closed to me — The Grave and that Eternity To which the Grave adheres — I cling to nowhere till I fall — The Crash of nothing, yet of all — How similar appears —