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I never told the buried gold
2023-12-06I never told the buried goldUpon the hill -- that lies --I saw the sun -- his plunder doneCrouch low to guard his prize.He stood as nearAs stood you h...
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The morns are meeker than they were --The nuts are getting brown --The berry's cheek is plumper --The Rose is out of town.The Maple wears a gayer ...
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Emily Dickinson - Sleep is supposed to be
2023-12-06Sleep is supposed to beBy souls of sanityThe shutting of the eye.Sleep is the station grandDown which, on either handThe hosts of witness stand!Morn i...
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One Sister have I in our house
2023-12-06One Sister have I in our house,And one, a hedge away.There's only one recorded,But both belong to me.One came the road that I came --And wore my l...
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The Guest is gold and crimson
2023-12-06The Guest is gold and crimson --An Opal guest and gray --Of Ermine is his doublet --His Capuchin gay --He reaches town at nightfall --He stops at ever...
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I would distil a cup
2023-12-06I would distil a cup,And bear to all my friends,Drinking to her no more astir,By beck, or burn, or moor!...
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The Gentian weaves her fringes
2023-12-06The Gentian weaves her fringes --The Maple's loom is red --My departing blossomsObviate parade.A brief, but patient illness --An hour to prepare,A...
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A sepal, petal, and a thorn
2023-12-06A sepal, petal, and a thornUpon a common summer's morn --A flask of Dew -- A Bee or two --A Breeze -- a caper in the trees --And I'm a Rose!...
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Distrustful of the Gentian
2023-12-06Distrustful of the Gentian --And just to turn away,The fluttering of her fringesChild my perfidy --Weary for my ----------I will singing go --I shall ...
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We lose -- because we win
2023-12-06We lose -- because we win --Gamblers -- recollecting whichToss their dice again!...