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To own a Susan of my own To own a Susan of my own Is of itself a Bliss — Whatever Realm I forfeit, Lord, Continue me in this! Poet:	To own the Art within the Soul To own the Art within the Soul The Soul to entertain With Silence as a Company And Festival maintain Is an unfurnished Circumstance Possession is to One As an Estate perpetual Or a... Poet:	To Peter Cooper The Pyramids of Egypt, even to-day The wonder of the world, stupendous stand In their material greatness, and defy Alike relentless Time and Libyan sand. But what great... Poet:	To pile like Thunder to its close To pile like Thunder to its close Then crumble grand away While Everything created hid This — would be Poetry — Or Love — the two coeval come — We both and neither prove — Experience either and... Poet:
To put this World down, like a Bundle — To put this World down, like a Bundle — And walk steady, away, Requires Energy — possibly Agony — 'Tis the Scarlet way Trodden with straight renunciation By the Son of God — Later, his faint... Poet:	To Rembrandt As in that twilight, superstitious age When all beyond the narrow grasp of mind Seem'd fraught with meanings of supernal kind, When e'en the learned, philosophic sage, Wont with the stars through boundless space to range,... Poet:	To see her is a Picture — To see her is a Picture — To hear her is a Tune — To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June — To know her not — Affliction — To own her for a Friend A warmth as near as if the Sun Were... Poet:	To see the Summer Sky To see the Summer Sky Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie — True Poems flee — Poet:
To S——d (You all your youth observed the Golden Rule) *** * *** You all your Youth observed the Golden Rule Till youre at last become the golden Fool I sport with Fortune Merry Blithe & Gay Like to the Lion Sporting with his Prey ... Poet:	To tell the Beauty would decrease To tell the Beauty would decrease To state the Spell demean — There is a syllable-less Sea Of which it is the sign — My will endeavors for its word And fails, but entertains A Rapture as of Legacies —... Poet: