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Removed from Accident of Loss
Undue Significance a starving man attaches
We met as Sparks — Diverging Flints
It struck me — every Day —
"Lethe" in my flower,
Sweet Mountains — Ye tell Me no lie —
I learned — at least — what Home could be —
Power is a familiar growth —
Suspense — is Hostiler than Death —
A fuzzy fellow, without feet —
Did Our Best Moment last —
Faith — is the Pierless Bridge
I'll tell you how the Sun rose —
The Lady feeds Her little Bird
We knew not that we were to live —
Just to be Rich
When I hoped I feared —
One life of so much consequence!
If the foolish, call them “flowers” —
He scanned it — Staggered —
We outgrow love, like others things
A Visitor in Marl —
Why make it doubt — it hurts it so —
Each Second is the last
Lest they should come — is all my fear
She dwelleth in the Ground —
Purple —
A House opon the Hight —
Me from Myself — to banish —
Love — thou art high —
Had I presumed to hope —
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Sunday, December 27, 2009
"Lethe" in my flower,
"Lethe" in my flower,
Of which they who drink,
In the fadeless Orchards
Hear the bobolink!
Merely flake or petal
As the Eye beholds
Jupiter! my father!
I perceive the rose!
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