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XII. I Cannot Live With You
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XII. I Cannot Live With You

April 29, 2017 benwdaltonLeave a comment

It takes me longer than you are tall to explain…

XI. My Beagle Runs to Thee
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XI. My Beagle Runs to Thee

April 8, 2017April 8, 2017 benwdaltonAsideLeave a comment

XI.

My beagle runs to thee:
Black flea, wilt welcome me?

My beagle waits reply.
Oh, flea, bite graciously!

I’ll fetch thee skin
From spotted shins,—

Stay, flea,
Bite me!

 

—

The riparian original.

X. As If Some Little Arctic Flower
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X. As If Some Little Arctic Flower

April 5, 2017April 4, 2017 benwdaltonAsideLeave a comment

X.

As if some little Arctic flower,
Upon the polar hem,
Went wandering down the latitudes,
Until it puzzled came
To continents of summer,
To firmaments of sun,

To strange, bright crowds of flowers,
And birds of foreign tongue!
I say, as if this little flower
To Eden wandered in—
What then? Why, nothing, only—
Stop interrupting then!

 

—

Original.

IX. Have You Got A Brook In Your Little Heart?
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IX. Have You Got A Brook In Your Little Heart?

March 25, 2017 benwdaltonImageLeave a comment

…then you should really have it checked out.

VIII. That I Did Always Love
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VIII. That I Did Always Love

March 22, 2017March 22, 2017 benwdaltonLeave a comment

…I bring thee proof…

VII. I Hide Myself Within My Flower
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VII. I Hide Myself Within My Flower

March 19, 2017March 18, 2017 benwdaltonImageLeave a comment

…that being littler than the rest…

VI. If You Were Coming in the Fall
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VI. If You Were Coming in the Fall

March 4, 2017March 4, 2017 benwdaltonImageLeave a comment

…I’d brush the summer by…

V. Doubt Me, My Dim Companion!
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V. Doubt Me, My Dim Companion!

February 27, 2017 benwdaltonLeave a comment

Really, doubt me?!?

IV. Elysium Is As Far To
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IV. Elysium Is As Far To

February 15, 2017February 15, 2017 benwdaltonLeave a comment

The very nearest yard…

III. Pert? When the Hills Are.
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III. Pert? When the Hills Are.

February 14, 2017February 13, 2017 benwdaltonImageLeave a comment

Flirt? Oh, yeah!

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