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Sonnet. A remembrance

Night closes round me, and wild threatening forms
Clasp me with icy arms and chain me down,
And bind upon my brow a cypress crown, …

Anne Lynch Botta
Sonnet. Love

Go forth in life, oh friend! not seeking love;
A mendicant, that with imploring eye
And outstretched hand asks of the passers by …

Anne Lynch Botta
Sonnet. On a picture of the Virgin

If the young mother clasp, for the first time,
The mortal child that earthly love has given,
With a deep joy preluding that of heaven; …

Anne Lynch Botta
Sonnet. On seeing the ivory statue of Christ

The enthusiast brooding in his cell apart
O'er the sad image of the Crucified,---
The drooping head, closed lips and piercéd side,--- …

Anne Lynch Botta
Sonnet. The bee

The honey-bee that wanders all day long,
The field, the woodland, and the garden o'er,
To gather in his fragrant winter store, …

Anne Lynch Botta
Sonnet. The lake and star

The mountain lake, o'ershadowed by the hills,
May still gaze heavenward on the evening star,
Whose distant light its dark recesses fills, …

Anne Lynch Botta
Soto! Explore thyself!

Soto! Explore thyself!
Therein thyself shalt find
The "Undiscovered Continent" — …
Soul, take thy risk.

Soul, take thy risk.
With Death to be
Were better than be not …
Soul, Wilt thou toss again?

Soul, Wilt thou toss again?
By just such a hazard
Hundreds have lost indeed — …

Emily Dickinson
South Winds jostle them —

South Winds jostle them —
Bumblebees come —
Hover — hesitate — …

Emily Dickinson
Spring comes on the World —

Spring comes on the World —
I sight the Aprils —
Hueless to me until thou come …
Springtime (Botta)

Over the valleys and over the mountains,
Borne on the wings of the south wind I come;
Breaking the ice-chains, unloosing the fountains, …

Anne Lynch Botta
Spurn the temerity —

Spurn the temerity —
Rashness of Calvary —
Gay were Gethsemane …
A Square Poem

I often wondered when I cursed,
Often feared where I would be—
Wondered where she'd yield her love, …

Lewis Carroll
Step lightly on this narrow spot —

Step lightly on this narrow spot —
The broadest Land that grows
Is not so ample as the Breast …

Emily Dickinson
Still own thee — still thou art

Still own thee — still thou art
What surgeons call alive —
Though slipping — slipping I perceive …
Strong Draughts of Their Refreshing Minds

Strong Draughts of Their Refreshing Minds
To drink — enables Mine
Through Desert or the Wilderness …

Emily Dickinson
Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning —

Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning —
Lightning — lets away
Power to perceive His Process …
Such are the inlets of the mind —

Such are the inlets of the mind —
His outlets — would you see
Ascend with me the eminence …
Such is the Force of Happiness —

Such is the Force of Happiness —
The Least — can lift a Ton
Assisted by its stimulus — …