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If those I loved were lost 💧

If those I loved were lost The Crier’s voice would tell me— If those I loved were found The bells of Ghent would ring— Did those I loved repose The Daisy would impel me. Philip—when bewildered Bore his riddle in!

If this is “fading” 🥀

If this is “fading” Oh let me immediately “fade”! If this is “dying” Bury me, in such a shroud of red! If this is “sleep,” On such a night How proud to shut the eye! Good Evening, gentle Fellow men!…

If the foolish, call them 🌸🌺🌹

If the foolish, call them “flowers”— Need the wiser, tell? If the Savants “Classify” them It is just as well! Those who read the “Revelations” Must not criticize Those who read the same Edition— With beclouded Eyes! Could we stand…

If recollecting were forgetting

If recollecting were forgetting, Then I remember not. And if forgetting, recollecting, How near I had forgot. And if to miss, were merry, And to mourn, were gay, How very blithe the fingers That gathered this, Today!

If pain for peace prepares

If pain for peace prepares Lo, what “Augustan” years Our feet await! If springs from winter rise, Can the Anemones Be reckoned up? If night stands fast—then noon To gird us for the sun, What gaze! When from a thousand…

If it had no pencil ✒

If it had no pencil Would it try mine— Worn—now—and dull—sweet, Writing much to thee. If it had no word, Would it make the Daisy, Most as big as I was, When it plucked me?

If I’m lost—now 🕳

If I’m lost—now That I was found— Shall still my transport be— That once—on me—those Jasper Gates Blazed open—suddenly— That in my awkward—gazing—face— The Angels—softly peered— And touched me with their fleeces, Almost as if they cared— I’m banished—now—you know…