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‘Tis customary as we part A trinket—to confer— It helps to stimulate the faith When Lovers be afar— ‘Tis various—as the various taste— Clematis—journeying far— Presents me with a single Curl Of her Electric Hair—
‘Tis Anguish grander than Delight ‘Tis Resurrection Pain— The meeting Bands of smitten Face We questioned to, again. ‘Tis Transport wild as thrills the Graves When Cerements let go And Creatures clad in Miracle Go up by Two and…
She rose to his requirement, dropped The playthings of her life To take the honorable work Of woman and of wife. If aught she missed in her new day Of amplitude, or awe, Or first prospective, or the gold…
No Romance sold unto Could so enthrall a Man As the perusal of His Individual One— ‘Tis Fiction’s—When ’tis small enough To Credit—’Tisn’t true!
My Faith is larger than the Hills— So when the Hills decay— My Faith must take the Purple Wheel To show the Sun the way— ‘Tis first He steps upon the Vane— And then—upon the Hill— And then abroad…
Me from Myself—to banish— Had I Art— Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart— But since Myself—assault Me— How have I peace Except by subjugating Consciousness? And since We’re mutual Monarch How this be Except by Abdication— Me—of Me?
It always felt to me—a wrong To that Old Moses—done— To let him see—the Canaan— Without the entering— And tho’ in soberer moments— No Moses there can be I’m satisfied—the Romance In point of injury— Surpasses sharper stated—…
I Beneath the vine-clad eaves, Whose shadows fall before Thy lowly cottage door Under the lilac’s tremulous leaves— Within thy snowy claspeed hand The purple flowers it bore.. Last eve in dreams, I saw thee stand, Like queenly nymphs…
Lo! Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city lying alone Far down within the dim West, Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best Have gone to their eternal rest. There shrines and…
In these rapid, restless shadows, Once I walked at eventide, When a gentle, silent maiden, Walked in beauty at my side She alone there walked beside me All in beauty, like a bride. Pallidly the moon was shining On…