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The face I carry with me—last— When I go out of Time— To take my Rank—by—in the West— That face—will just be thine— I’ll hand it to the Angel— That—Sir—was my Degree— In Kingdoms—you have heard the Raised— Refer to—possibly.…

The dying need but little, dear,– A glass of water’s all, A flower’s unobtrusive face To punctuate the wall, A fan, perhaps, a friend’s regret, And certainly that one No color in the rainbow Perceives when you are gone.

The Dust behind I strove to join Unto the Disk before— But Sequence ravelled out of Sound Like Balls upon a Floor—

The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea— Forgets her own locality— As I—toward Thee— She knows herself an incense small— Yet small—she sighs—if All—is All— How larger—be? The Ocean—smiles—at her Conceit— But she, forgetting Amphitrite— Pleads—”Me”?

The Doomed—regard the Sunrise With different Delight— Because—when next it burns abroad They doubt to witness it— The Man—to die—tomorrow— Harks for the Meadow Bird— Because its Music stirs the Axe That clamors for his head— Joyful—to whom the Sunrise…

The difference between Despair And Fear—is like the One Between the instant of a Wreck And when the Wreck has been— The Mind is smooth—no Motion— Contented as the Eye Upon the Forehead of a Bust— That knows—it cannot see—

The Definition of Beauty is That Definition is none— Of Heaven, easing Analysis, Since Heaven and He are one.

The Day undressed—Herself— Her Garter—was of Gold— Her Petticoat—of Purple plain— Her Dimities—as old Exactly—as the World— And yet the newest Star— Enrolled upon the Hemisphere Be wrinkled—much as Her— Too near to God—to pray— Too near to Heaven—to fear—…

The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days— Until the Coronation came— And then—’twas Otherwise— As Carbon in the Coal And Carbon in the Gem Are One—and yet the former Were dull for Diadem— I rose, and…

The day came slow, till five o’clock, Then sprang before the hills, Like hindered rubies, or the light, A sudden musket spills. The purple could not keep the east. The sunrise shook from fold. Like breadths of topaz, packed a…