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126 To fight aloud is very brave But gallanter, I know, Who charge within the bosom, The Cavalry of Woe
Who win, and nations do not seeWho fall- and none observeWhose dying eyes, no Country Regards with patriot love
We trust, in plumed procession For such the Angels goRank after Rank, with even feetAnd Uniforms of Snow.
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135 Water, is taught by thirst; Land - by the Oceans passed. Transport - by throe Peace - by its battles told Love, by Memorial Mold Birds, by the Snow.
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185 "Faith" is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency
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224 I've nothing else - to bring, You know So I keep bringing TheseJust as the Night keeps fetching Stars To our familiar eyes
Maybe, we shouldn't mind themUnless they didn't comeThen - maybe, it would puzzle us To find our way Home
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249 Wild Nights- Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury!
Futile - the Winds To a Heart in port Done with the Compass Done with the Chart!
Rowing in Eden Ah, the Sea! Might I but moor - Tonight! In Thee!
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254 `Hope` is a thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without words And never stops - at all
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard And sore must be the storm That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm
I've heard it in the chillest land And on the strangest Sea Yet, never, in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of Me.
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303 The Soul selects her own Society Then - shut the Door To her divine Majority Present no more
Unmoved-she notes the Chariots-pausingAt her low Gate Unmoved - an Emperor is kneeling Upon her Mat
I've known her - from an ample nation Choose One Then- close the Valves of her attentionLike Stone
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313 I should have been too glad, I see Too lifted - for the scant degree Of Life's penurious Round; My little Circuit would have shamed This new Circumference - have blamed The homelier time behind.