How happy is the little Stone
That rambles in the Road alone,
And doesn't care about Careers
And Exigencies never fears —
Whose Coat of elemental Brown
A passing Universe put on,
And independent as the Sun...
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I begged a kiss of a little maid; |
I cautious, scanned my little life — |
I prayed, at first, a little Girl, |
I'm the little "Heart's Ease"! |
It's such a little thing to weep — |
Its little Ether Hood |
My Heart upon a little Plate |
Nobody knows this little Rose. |
Our little Kinsmen — after Rain |