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Love is done when Love’s begun, Sages say – But have Sages known? Truth adjourn your Boon Without Day.

Love can do all but raise the Dead I doubt if even that From such a giant were withheld Were flesh equivalent But love is tired and must sleep, And hungry and must graze And so abets the shining Fleet…

Look back on Time with kindly Eyes – He doubtless did his best – How softly sinks that trembling Sun In Human Nature’s West –

Longing is like the Seed That wrestles in the Ground, Believing if it intercede It shall at length be found. The Hour, and the Clime – Each Circumstance unknown, What Constancy must be achieved Before it see the Sun!

Long Years apart – can make no Breach a second cannot fill – The absence of the Witch does not Invalidate the spell – The embers of a Thousand Years Uncovered by the Hand That fondled them when they were…

Lives he in any other world My faith cannot reply Before it was imperative ‘Twas all distinct to me –

Like Time’s insidious wrinkle On a beloved Face – We clutch the Grace the tighter Though we resent the Crease The Frost himself so comely Dishevels every prime Asserting from his Prism That none can punish him

Like Rain it sounded till it curved And then I knew ’twas Wind – It walked as wet as any Wave But swept as dry as Sand – When it had pushed itself away To some remotest Plain A coming…

Like Men and Women Shadows walk Upon the Hills Today – With here and there a mighty Bow Or trailing Courtesy To Neighbors doubtless of their own Not quickened to perceive Minuter Landscape as Ourselves And Boroughs where We live

Like Brooms of Steel The Snow and Wind Had swept the Winter Street – The House was hooked The Sun sent out Faint Deputies of Heat – Where rode the Bird The Silence tied His ample – plodding Steed The…