If Love be just beyond—
To wait Eternity—is short—
If Love reward the end—
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A neighbor and a warrior too,With shrill felicityPursuing winds that censure usA February day,The brother of the universeWas never blown away.The snow and he are intimate;I ‘ve often seen them playWhen heaven looked upon us allWith such severity,I felt apology were dueTo an insulted sky,Whose pompous frown was nutrimentTo their temerity.The pillow of this daring…
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A Thing that can igniteCan go, itself, without a Fan—Upon the slowest Night—You cannot fold a Flood—And put it in a Drawer—Because the Winds would find it out—And tell your Cedar Floor—
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Of a Tenderness,But its still appreciationOut of Plumb of Speech.When the Sea return no AnswerBy the Line and LeadProves it there’s no Sea, or ratherA remoter Bed?
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For Hosts—do visit me—Recordless Company—Who baffle Key—They have no Robes, nor Names—No Almanacs—nor Climes—But general HomesLike Gnomes—Their Coming, may be knownBy Couriers within—Their going—is not—For they’ve never gone—
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Assists the staggering MindIn an extremer AnguishUntil it footing find.An Unreality is lent,A merciful MirageThat makes the living possibleWhile it suspends the lives.
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Entirely for me—I thought that such were for the Saints,Where Resurrections—be—The Sun, as common, went abroad,The flowers, accustomed, blew,As if no soul the solstice passedThat maketh all things new—The time was scarce profaned, by speech—The symbol of a wordWas needless, as at Sacrament,The Wardrobe—of our Lord—Each was to each The Sealed Church,Permitted to commune this—time—Lest…