Poems

• We like March.

  We like March. / His Shoes are Purple — / He is new and high — …

• We lose — because we win —

  We lose — because we win — / Gamblers — recollecting which / Toss their dice again!

• We Love but Few

  Oh, yes, we mean all kind words that we say / To old friends and to new; / Yet doth this truth grow clearer day by day: …

  by Anonymous

• We met as Sparks — Diverging Flints

  We met as Sparks — Diverging Flints / Sent various — scattered ways — / We parted as the Central Flint …

• We miss a Kinsman more

  We miss a Kinsman more / When warranted to see / Than when withheld of Oceans …

• We miss Her, not because We see —

  We miss Her, not because We see — / The Absence of an Eye — / Except its Mind accompany …

• We never know how high we are

  We never know how high we are / Till we are asked to rise / And then if we are true to plan …

• We never know we go when we are going —

  We never know we go when we are going — / We jest and shut the Door — / Fate — following — behind us bolts it — …

• We outgrow love, like other things

  We outgrow love, like other things / And put it in the Drawer — / Till it an Antique fashion shows — …

• We play at Paste —

  We play at Paste — / Till qualified, for Pearl — / Then, drop the Paste — …

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