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My Worthiness is all my Doubt— His Merit—all my fear— Contrasting which, my quality Do lowlier—appear— Lest I should insufficient prove For His beloved Need— The Chiefest Apprehension Upon my thronging Mind— ‘Tis true—that Deity to stoop Inherently incline— For…
My wheel is in the dark! I cannot see a spoke Yet know its dripping feet Go round and round. My foot is on the Tide! An unfrequented road— Yet have all roads A clearing at the end— Some have…
My Soul—accused me—And I quailed— As Tongue of Diamond had reviled All else accused me—and I smiled— My Soul—that Morning—was My friend— Her favor—is the best Disdain Toward Artifice of Time—or Men— But Her Disdain—’twere lighter bear A finger of…
My River runs to thee— Blue Sea! Wilt welcome me? My River wait reply— Oh Sea—look graciously— I’ll fetch thee Brooks From spotted nooks— Say—Sea—Take Me!
My Reward for Being, was This. My premium—My Bliss— An Admiralty, less— A Sceptre—penniless— And Realms—just Dross— When Thrones accost my Hands— With “Me, Miss, Me”— I’ll unroll Thee— Dominions dowerless—beside this Grace— Election—Vote— The Ballots of Eternity, will show…
My Portion is Defeat—today— A paler luck than Victory— Less Paeans—fewer Bells— The Drums don’t follow Me—with tunes— Defeat—a somewhat slower—means— More Arduous than Balls— ‘Tis populous with Bone and stain— And Men too straight to stoop again—, And Piles…
My period had come for Prayer— No other Art—would do— My Tactics missed a rudiment— Creator—Was it you? God grows above—so those who pray Horizons—must ascend— And so I stepped upon the North To see this Curious Friend— His House…
My nosegays are for captives; Dim, long-expectant eyes, Fingers denied the plucking, Patient till paradise. To such, if they should whisper Of morning and the moor, They bear no other errand, And I, no other prayer.
My Life had stood—a Loaded Gun—In Corners—till a DayThe Owner passed—identified—And carried Me away— And now We roam in Sovereign Woods—And now We hunt the Doe—And every time I speak for Him—The Mountains straight reply— And do I smile, such…
My life closed twice before its close— It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless to conceive As these that twice befell. Parting is all we know of heaven, And all…