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Embarrassment of one another And God Is Revelation’s limit, Aloud Is nothing that is chief, But still, Divinity dwells under a seal.
Each Second is the last Perhaps, recalls the Man Just measuring unconsciousness The Sea and Spar between. To fail within a Chance— How terribler a thing Than perish from the Chance’s list Before the Perishing!
Each Scar I’ll keep for Him Instead I’ll say of Gem In His long Absence worn A Costlier one But every Tear I bore Were He to count them o’er His own would fall so more I’ll mis sum…
Each life converges to some centre Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal, Admitted scarcely to itself, it may be, Too fair For credibility’s temerity To dare. Adored with caution, as a brittle heaven, To…
Dying! To be afraid of thee One must to thine Artillery Have left exposed a Friend— Than thine old Arrow is a Shot Delivered straighter to the Heart The leaving Love behind. Not for itself, the Dust is shy,…
Dying! Dying in the night! Won’t somebody bring the light So I can see which way to go Into the everlasting snow? And “Jesus”! Where is Jesus gone? They said that Jesus—always came— Perhaps he doesn’t know the House—…
Dust is the only Secret— Death, the only One You cannot find out all about In his “native town.” Nobody know “his Father”— Never was a Boy— Hadn’t any playmates, Or “Early history”— Industrious! Laconic! Punctual! Sedate! Bold…
Dropped into the Ether Acre— Wearing the Sod Gown— Bonnet of Everlasting Laces— Brooch—frozen on— Horses of Blonde—and Coach of Silver— Baggage a strapped Pearl— Journey of Down—and Whip of Diamond— Riding to meet the Earl—
Dreams—are well—but Waking’s better, If One wake at morn— If One wake at Midnight—better— Dreaming—of the Dawn— Sweeter—the Surmising Robins— Never gladdened Tree— Than a Solid Dawn—confronting— Leading to no Day—