My Eye is fuller than my vase –
Her Cargo — is of Dew –
And still — my Heart — my Eye outweighs –
East India — for you!
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My Eye is fuller than my vase –
Her Cargo — is of Dew –
And still — my Heart — my Eye outweighs –
East India — for you!
Popularity: 19% [?]
Morning — is the place for Dew –
Corn — is made at Noon –
After dinner light — for flowers –
Dukes — for Setting Sun!
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If she had been the Mistletoe
And I had been the Rose –
How gay upon your table
My velvet life to close –
Since I am of the Druid,
And she is of the dew –
I’ll deck Tradition’s buttonhole –
And send the Rose to you.
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Except to Heaven, she is nought.
Except for Angels — lone.
Except to some wide-wandering Bee
A flower superfluous blown.
Except for winds — provincial.
Except by Butterflies
Unnoticed as a single dew
That on the Acre lies.
The smallest Housewife in the grass,
Yet take her from the Lawn
And somebody has lost the face
That made Existence — Home!
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