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‘Twas awkward, but it fitted me— An Ancient fashioned Heart— Its only lore—its Steadfastness— In Change—unerudite—   It only moved as do the Suns— For merit of Return— Or Birds—confirmed perpetual By Alternating Zone—   I only have it not…

‘Tis true–They shut me in the Cold— But then—Themselves were warm And could not know the feeling ’twas— Forget it–Lord–of Them—   Let not my Witness hinder Them In Heavenly esteem— No Paradise could be—Conferred Through Their beloved Blame—  …

‘Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast Thou No Station in the Day? ‘Twas not thy wont, to hinder so— Retrieve thine industry—   ‘Tis Noon—My little Maid— Alas—and art thou sleeping yet? The Lily—waiting to be Wed— The Bee—Hast thou forgot?   My…

‘Tis so much joy! ‘Tis so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw! Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so— This side the Victory!   Life is but Life!…

‘Tis Opposites—entice— Deformed Men—ponder Grace— Bright fires—the Blanketless— The Lost—Day’s face—   The Blind—esteem it be Enough Estate—to see— The Captive—strangles new— For deeming—Beggars—play—   To lack—enamor Thee— Tho’ the Divinity— Be only Me—

‘Tis One by One—the Father counts— And then a Tract between Set Cypherless—to teach the Eye The Value of its Ten—   Until the peevish Student Acquire the Quick of Skill— Then Numerals are dowered back— Adorning all the Rule—…

‘Tis not that Dying hurts us so— ‘Tis Living—hurts us more— But Dying—is a different way— A Kind behind the Door—   The Southern Custom—of the Bird— That ere the Frosts are due— Accepts a better Latitude— We—are the Birds—that…