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Of Death I try to think like this —

Of Death I try to think like this —
The Well in which they lay us
Is but the Likeness of the Brook …
Of Glory not a Beam is left

Of Glory not a Beam is left
But her Eternal House —
The Asterisk is for the Dead, …
Of God we ask one favor,

Of God we ask one favor,
That we may be forgiven —
For what, he is presumed to know — …
Of Good Nature. To His Grace The Duke of Richmond.

WHAT is good-nature? Gen'rous Richmond, tell;
He can declare it best, who best can feel.
Is it a foolish weakness in the breast, …

Henry Fielding
Of H s birth this was the happy lot

* * *
Of H s birth this was the happy lot
His Mother on his Father him begot

William Blake
Of Himself

William was once a bashful youth,
His modesty was such,
That one might say (to say the truth) …

William Cowper
Of Life to own —

Of Life to own —
From Life to draw —
But never tough the reservoir —
Of Nature I shall have enough

Of Nature I shall have enough
When I have entered these
Entitled to a Bumble bee's …
Of Paul and Silas it is said

Of Paul and Silas it is said
There were in Prison laid
But when they went to take them out …
Of so divine a Loss

Of so divine a Loss
We enter but the Gain,
Indemnity for Loneliness …

Emily Dickinson
Of their peculiar light

Of their peculiar light
I keep one ray
To clarify the Sight …
Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause?

Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause?
"A Soul has gone to Heaven"
I'm answered in a lonesome tone — …

Emily Dickinson
Of Tribulation, these are They,

Of Tribulation, these are They,
Denoted by the White —
The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Rank …

Emily Dickinson
Of True Greatness. An Epistle to George Dodington, Esq.

'TIS strange, while all to greatness homage pay,
So few should know the goddess they obey.
That men should think a thousand things the same, …

Henry Fielding
Of whom so dear

Of whom so dear
The name to hear
Illumines with a Glow …
Of Yellow was the outer Sky

Of Yellow was the outer Sky
In Yellower Yellow hewn
Till Saffron in Vermilion slid …
Oh Future! thou secreted peace

Oh Future! thou secreted peace
Or subterranean woe —
Is there no wandering route of grace …
Oh give it Motion — deck it sweet

Oh give it Motion — deck it sweet
With Artery and Vein —
Upon its fastened Lips lay words — …
Oh Shadow on the Grass,

Oh Shadow on the Grass,
Art thou a Step or not?
Go make thee fair my Candidate …

Emily Dickinson
Oh what a Grace is this,

Oh what a Grace is this,
What Majesties of Peace,
That having breathed …