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A Prison gets to be a friend— Between its Ponderous face And Ours–a Kinsmanship express— And in its narrow Eyes— We come to look with gratitude For the appointed Beam It deal us–stated as our food— And hungered for–the…
A precious–mouldering pleasure–’tis— To meet an Antique Book— In just the Dress his Century wore— A privilege–I think— His venerable Hand to take— And warming in our own— A passage back–or two–to make— To Times when he–was young— …
A poor–torn heart–a tattered heart— That sat it down to rest— Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Flowed silver to the West— Nor noticed Night did soft descend— Nor Constellation burn— Intent upon the vision Of latitudes unknown. The…
A Planted Life—diversified With Gold and Silver Pain To prove the presence of the Ore In Particles—’tis when A Value struggle–it exist— A Power—will proclaim Although Annihilation pile Whole Chaoses on Him—
A Night–there lay the Days between— The Day that was Before— And Day that was Behind–were one— And now–’twas Night–was here— Slow–Night–that must be watched away— As Grains upon a shore— Too imperceptible to note— Till it be night–no…
A nearness to Tremendousness— An Agony procures— Affliction ranges Boundlessness— Vicinity to Laws Contentment’s quiet Suburb— Affliction cannot stay In Acres—Its Location Is Illocality—
A Murmur in the Trees–to note— Not loud enough–for Wind— A Star–not far enough to seek— Nor near enough–to find— A long–long Yellow–on the Lawn— A Hubbub–as of feet— Not audible–as Ours–to Us— But dapperer–More Sweet— A Hurrying…
I measure every Grief I meet With narrow, probing, eyes – I wonder if It weighs like Mine – Or has an Easier size. I wonder if They bore it long – Or did it just begin – I…
A Moth the hue of this Haunts Candles in Brazil. Nature’s Experience would make Our Reddest Second pale. Nature is fond, I sometimes think, Of Trinkets, as a Girl.
A Mien to move a Queen— Half Child–Half Heroine— An Orleans in the Eye That puts its manner by For humbler Company When none are near Even a Tear— Its frequent Visitor— A Bonnet like a Duke— And yet…