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  • THE BUBBLE
    WHY should I stay? Nor seed nor fruit have I.
    19 lines
  • Anonymous—nor needs a name
    To tell the secret whence the flame,
    8 lines
  • LITTLE masters, hat in hand
    Let me in your presence stand,
    23 lines
  • EACH wave that breaks upon the strand,
    How swift soe’er to spurn the sand
    5 lines
  • THE WAVES forever move;
    The hills forever rest:
    6 lines
  • THEY cannot wholly pass away,
      How far soe’er above;
    7 lines
  • WE know Thee, each in part—
      A portion small;
    5 lines
  • ONCE when my heart was passion-free
      To learn of things divine,
    18 lines
  • In this secluded shrine,
    O miracle of grace,
    12 lines
  • The winds are wailing, and I cannot sleep;
    What would ye, wandering sisters? Free to go
    4 lines
  • The loiterers in my shade of old
    Themselves are shadows now;
    8 lines
  • Was it thy lord the sea
    That wrought this tragedy,
    12 lines
  • How calm the silent sister of the sea!
    No ripple on her ever-moving breast;
    4 lines
  • On Pisgah each must stand,
    And in a fruitful land
    12 lines
  • All the light of heaven
    In a single beam
    12 lines
  • Wherever thou dost come,
    The birds and fountains dumb
    9 lines
  • The powers of heaven plant the weed
    That man uproots to set his seed:
    4 lines
  • "Farewell!" The fading day
    Still whispers, "Fare thee well.
    6 lines
  • As Faith, a pilgrim, seeks the tomb
    Where once in Death's eclipsing gloom
    6 lines
  • O tender Mother, blind and dumb,
    Who dost to all thy children come
    6 lines
  • The light may cleave our kindred shades
    And banish us apart,
    4 lines
  • How vast the ocean of the dark!
    How small the compass of the lark
    4 lines
  • Sighed the Book, "I am bound to be read,
    But tho' on the shelf others put me
    4 lines
  • The winds that once my playmates were
    No more my voice responsive hear,
    4 lines
  • Little blossom, thou and I
    Both were born alike to die.
    4 lines
  • The heaven's clean space above it and around
    The one expanse whereon no stain can be;
    4 lines
  • "Did you restore that mangy sow
    You stole from Pat McCarthy?"
    4 lines
  • Alas! what shall I do?
    I have lost my nearest friend;
    16 lines
  • 'Tis in the shadows that we trace
    The light of Love's remembered face:
    4 lines
  • The people read it as they pass:
    "On Penalty, keep off the Grass!"
    4 lines
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