Though in another tree—
She looks down just as often
And just as tenderly
As when her little mortal nest
With cunning care she wove—
If either of her ‘sparrows fall,’
She ‘notices,’ above.
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I never hear the word ‘escape’
A sudden expectation,A flying attitude.I never hear of prisons broadBy soldiers battered down,But I tug childish at my bars, —Only to fail again!
The Face we choose to miss –
As absent as a Hundred Years,When it has rode away.
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From His amazing House—And leave a Day at every DoorA Deed, in every place—Without the incident of FameOr accident of Noise—The Earth has seemed to me a Drum,Pursued of little Boys
Could mortal lip divine
Of a delivered syllable‘Twould crumble with the weight.
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I came upon a Worm—Pink, lank and warm—But as he was a wormAnd worms presumeNot quite with him at home—Secured him by a stringTo something neighboringAnd went along.A Trifle afterwardA thing occurredI’d not believe it if I heardBut state with creeping blood—A snake with mottles rareSurveyed my chamber floorIn feature as the worm beforeBut ringed…
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Appointment strictly kept—You taught me fortitude of Fate—This—also—I have learnt—An Altitude of Death, that couldNo bitterer debarThan Life—had done—before it—Yet—there is a Science more—The Heaven you know—to understandThat you be not ashamedOf Me—in Christ’s bright AudienceUpon the further Hand—