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Why – do they shut Me out of Heaven? Did I sing – too loud? But – I can say a little “Minor” Timid as a Bird! Wouldn’t the Angels try me – Just – once – more – Just…

Why make it doubt – it hurts it so – So sick – to guess – So strong – to know – So brave – upon it’s little Bed To tell the very last They said Unto Itself – and…

Why should we hurry – Why indeed When every way we fly we are molested equally by immortality no respite from the inference that this which is begun though where it’s labors lie A bland uncertainty Besets the sight This…

Will there really be a “Morning”? Is there such a thing as “Day”? Could I see it from the mountains If I were as tall as they? Has it feet like Water lilies? Has it feathers like a Bird? Is…

Winter is good – his Hoar Delights Italic flavor yield – To Intellects inebriate With Summer, or the World – Generic as a Quarry And hearty – as a Rose – Invited with Asperity But welcome when he goes.

Winter under cultivation Is as arable as Spring

Witchcraft has not a pedigree ‘Tis early as our Breath And mourners meet it going out The moment of our death –

Witchcraft was hung, in History, But History and I Find all the Witchcraft that we need Around us, every Day –

With Pinions of Disdain The soul can farther fly Than any feather specified in – Ornithology – It wafts this sordid Flesh Beyond it’s dull – control And during it’s electric gale – The body is – a soul –…

With sweetness unabated Informed the hour had come With no remiss of triumph The autumn started home – Her home to be with Nature As competition done By influential kinsmen Invited to return In supplements of Purple An adequate repast…