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A little Madness in the SpringIs wholesome even for the King.
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To ignore or use silence is a cruel tool. Hence this quote: Silence is all we dread; there's ransom in a voice; but silence is infinity.
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How softly summer shuts, without the creaking of a door.
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How much can come And much can go, And yet abide the world!
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His Cheek is his Biographer- As long as he can blush.
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The only secret people keep is immortality.
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Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.
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A narrow Fellow in the Grass Occasionally rides
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The distance that the dead have gone Does not at first appear; Their coming back seems possible For many an ardent year.And then, that we have followed them We more than half suspect, So intimate have we become With their dear retrospect.
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She dealt her pretty words like Blades -- How glittering they shone -- And every One unbared a Nerve Or wantoned with a Bone -- She never deemed -- she hurt -- That -- is not Steel's Affair -- A vulgar grimace in the Flesh -- How ill the Creatures bear -- To Ache is human -- not polite -- The Film upon the eye Mortality's old Custom -- Just locking up -- to Die.
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We were never intimate mother and children while she was our mother - but... when she became our child, the affection came.
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I tasted - careless - then - I did not know the Wine Came once a World - Did you? Oh, had you told me so - This Thirst would blister - easier - now
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Immortal is an ample word When what we need is by, But when it leaves us for a time, ’T is a necessity.Of heaven above the firmest proof We fundamental know, Except for its marauding hand, It had been heaven below.
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The words the happy say Are paltry melody But those the silent feel Are beautiful-.
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No ladder needs the bird but skies To situate its wings, Nor any leaders grim baton Arraigns it as it sings.
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So proud she was to die It made us all ashamed That what we cherished, so unknown To her desire seemed.So satisfied to go Where none of us should be, Immediately, that anguish stooped Almost to jealousy.
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How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!
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I confess that I love him, I rejoice that I love him, I thank the maker of Heaven and Earth that gave him to me. The exultation floods me.
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Sisters are brittle things. God was penurious with me, which makes me shrewd with Him. One is a dainty sum! One bird, one cage, one flight; one song in those far woods, as yet suspected by faith only!
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The last of Summer is Delight - Deterred by Retrospect. 'Tis Ecstasy's revealed Review - Enchantment's Syndicate. To meet it - nameless as it is - Without celestial Mail - Audacious as without a Knock To walk within the Veil.
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God preaches, a noted Clergyman -And the sermon is never long,So instead of getting to Heaven, at last-I’m going, all along.
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The WILL is always near, dear, though the feet vary.
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We outgrow love, like other thingsAnd put it in the Drawer -Till it an Antique fashion shows -Like Costumes Grandsires wore.
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Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity - Unable they that love - to die For Love reforms Vitality Into Divinity.