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We turn not older with years, but newer every day.
The Doomed—regard the Sunrise With different Delight— Because—when next it burns abroad They doubt to witness it— The Man—to die—tomorrow— Harks for the Meadow Bird— Because its Music stirs the Axe That clamors for his head— Joyful—to whom the Sunrise…
The difference between Despair And Fear—is like the One Between the instant of a Wreck And when the Wreck has been— The Mind is smooth—no Motion— Contented as the Eye Upon the Forehead of a Bust— That knows—it cannot see—
The Definition of Beauty is That Definition is none— Of Heaven, easing Analysis, Since Heaven and He are one.
The Day undressed—Herself— Her Garter—was of Gold— Her Petticoat—of Purple plain— Her Dimities—as old Exactly—as the World— And yet the newest Star— Enrolled upon the Hemisphere Be wrinkled—much as Her— Too near to God—to pray— Too near to Heaven—to fear—…
The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days— Until the Coronation came— And then—’twas Otherwise— As Carbon in the Coal And Carbon in the Gem Are One—and yet the former Were dull for Diadem— I rose, and…
The day came slow, till five o’clock, Then sprang before the hills, Like hindered rubies, or the light, A sudden musket spills. The purple could not keep the east. The sunrise shook from fold. Like breadths of topaz, packed a…
The Daisy follows soft the Sun— And when his golden walk is done— Sits shyly at his feet— He—waking—finds the flower there— Wherefore—Marauder—art thou here? Because, Sir, love is sweet! We are the Flower—Thou the Sun! Forgive us, if as…
The cricket sang, And set the sun, And workmen finished, one by one, Their seam the day upon. The low grass loaded with the dew, The twilight stood as strangers do With hat in hand, polite and new, To stay…
The Court is far away— No Umpire—have I— My Sovereign is offended— To gain his grace—I’d die! I’ll seek his royal feet— I’ll say—Remember—King— Thou shalt—thyself—one day—a Child— Implore a larger—thing— That Empire—is of Czars— As small—they say—as I— Grant…
The Color of the Grave is Green— The Outer Grave—I mean— You would not know it from the Field— Except it own a Stone— To help the fond—to find it— Too infinite asleep To stop and tell them where it…