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His Heart was darker than the starless night His Heart was darker than the starless night For that there is a morn But in this black Receptacle Can be no Bode of Dawn Poet:	I'm the little "Heart's Ease"! I'm the little "Heart's Ease"! I don't care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away? If the Coward Bumble Bee In his chimney corner stay, I, must resoluter be! ... Poet:	If I can stop one Heart from breaking If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain ; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin... Poet:	It's thoughts — and just One Heart — It's thoughts — and just One Heart — And Old Sunshine — about — Make frugal — Ones — Content — And two or three — for Company — Upon a Holiday — Crowded — as Sacrament — Books — when the Unit —... Poet:
My Heart ran so to thee My Heart ran so to thee It would not wait for me And I affronted grew And drew away For whatsoe'er my pace He first achieve they Face How general a Grace Allotted two — ... Poet:	My Heart upon a little Plate My Heart upon a little Plate Her Palate to delight A Berry or a Bun, would be, Might it an Apricot! Poet:	Not with a Club, the Heart is broken Not with a Club, the Heart is broken Nor with a Stone — A Whip so small you could not see it I've known To lash the Magic Creature Till it fell, Yet that Whip's Name Too noble then to... Poet:	Of the Heart that goes in, and closes the Door Of the Heart that goes in, and closes the Door Shall the Playfellow Heart complain Though the Ring is unwhole, and the Company broke Can never be fitted again? Poet:
Poems of Passion/Art and Heart Though critics may bow to art, and I am its own true lover, It is not art, but heart, which wins the wide world over. Though smooth be the heartless prayer, no ear in Heaven will mind it, And the finest phrase falls dead if there is no... Poet:	Poor little Heart! Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart! Did they forsake thee? Be debonnaire! Be debonnaire! Frail little Heart! I would not... Poet: