Love Poems – Page 3376
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Heaven is so far of the Mind
Heaven is so far of the Mind / That were the Mind dissolved — / The Site — of it — by Architect … -
"Heaven" — is what I cannot reach!
"Heaven" — is what I cannot reach! / The Apple on the Tree — / Provided it do hopeless — hang — … -
"Heaven" has different Signs — to me —
"Heaven" has different Signs — to me — / Sometimes, I think that Noon / Is but a symbol of the Place — … -
The Hebrew Nation did not write it
* * * / The Hebrew Nation did not write it. / Avarice & Chastity did shite it. [2] -
Her breast is fit for pearls,
Her breast is fit for pearls, / But I was not a "Diver" — / Her brow is fit for thrones … -
Her Christian Name. To The Same.
A VERY good fish, very good way of selling / A very bad thing, with a little bad spelling, / Make the name by the parson and godfather giv'n, … -
Her face was in a bed of hair,
Her face was in a bed of hair, / Like flowers in a plot — / Her hand was whiter than the sperm … -
Her final Summer was it —
Her final Summer was it — / And yet We guessed it not — / If tenderer industriousness … -
Her Grace is all she has —
Her Grace is all she has — / And that, so least displays — / One Art to recognize, must be, … -
Her little Parasol to lift
Her little Parasol to lift / And once to let it down / Her whole Responsibility — …
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