696
Their Height in Heaven comforts not—
17 lines
865
He outstripped Time with but a Bout,
9 lines
873
Ribbons of the Year—
9 lines
934
That is solemn we have ended
9 lines
950
The Sunset stopped on Cottages
9 lines
874
They won't frown always—some sweet Day
9 lines
The Juggler's Hat her Country is—
2 lines
539
The Province of the Saved
13 lines
107
'Twas such a little—little boat
9 lines
331
While Asters—
5 lines
687
I'll send the feather from my Hat!
7 lines
755
No Bobolink—reverse His Singing
11 lines
694
The Heaven vests for Each
17 lines
689
The Zeroes—taught us—Phosphorous—
9 lines
Fame is the tine that Scholars leave Upon their Setting Names —
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843
I made slow Riches but my Gain
9 lines
931
Noon—is the Hinge of Day—
5 lines
940
On that dear Frame the Years had worn
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918
Only a Shrine, but Mine—
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994
Partake as doth the Bee,
5 lines
912
Peace is a fiction of our Faith—
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991
She sped as Petals of a Rose
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901
Sweet, to have had them lost
10 lines
992
The Dust behind I strove to join
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955
The Hollows round His eager Eyes
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878
The Sun is gay or stark
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811
The Veins of other Flowers
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979
This Merit hath the worst—
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911
Too little way the House must lie
9 lines
I think the Hemlock likes to stand
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