Through the Dark Sod as Education
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A Spider sewed at Night
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One Life of so much Consequence!
One Life of so much Consequence! Yet I for it would pay My Soul’s entire income In ceaseless salary One Pearl to me so signal That I would instant dive Although I knew to
The largest Fire ever known
The largest Fire ever known Occurs each Afternoon Discovered is without surprise Proceeds without concern Consumes and no report to men An Occidental Town, Rebuilt another morning To be burned down again.
The Heart has many Doors
The Heart has many Doors I can but knock For any sweet “Come in” Impelled to hark Not saddened by repulse, Repast to me That somewhere, there exists, Supremacy
The Summer that we did not prize
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No Brigadier throughout the Year
No Brigadier throughout the Year So civic as the Jay A Neighbor and a Warrior too With shrill felicity Pursuing Winds that censure us A February Day, The Brother of the Universe Was never
I sometimes drop it, for a Quick
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If I could tell how glad I was
If I could tell how glad I was I should not be so glad But when I cannot make the Force, Nor mould it into Word, I know it is a sign That new
I meant to have but modest needs
I meant to have but modest needs Such as Content and Heaven Within my income these could lie And Life and I keep even But since the last included both It would suffice my
Except the Heaven had come so near
Except the Heaven had come so near So seemed to choose My Door The Distance would not haunt me so I had not hoped before But just to hear the Grace depart I never
How soft this Prison is
How soft this Prison is How sweet these sullen bars No Despot but the King of Down Invented this repose Of Fate if this is All Has he no added Realm A Dungeon but
"Morning" means "Milking" to the Farmer
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This quiet Dust was Gentleman and Ladies
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Some, too fragile for winter winds
Some, too fragile for winter winds The thoughtful grave encloses Tenderly tucking them in from frost Before their feet are cold. Never the treasures in her nest The cautious grave exposes, Building where schoolboy