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I bet with every Wind that blew, till Nature in chagrin

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I breathed enough to learn the trick

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I bring an unaccustomed wine

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I cannot live with you

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I can't tell you, but you feel it

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I can wade grief

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I did not reach thee

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I died for beauty, but was scarce

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I dreaded that first robin so

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I envy seas whereon he rides

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If anybody's friend be dead

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I felt a cleavage in my mind

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I felt a funeral in my brain

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If I can stop one heart from breaking

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If I could tell how glad I was

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If I may have it when it 's dead

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If I should die

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If I should n't be alive

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I fit for them

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I found the phrase to every thought

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If pain for peace prepares

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If recollecting were forgetting

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If the foolish call them "flowers"

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If tolling bell I ask the cause

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If what we could were what we would

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If you were coming in the fall

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I gained it so

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I gave myself to him

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I had a daily bliss

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I had a guinea golden

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I had been hungry all the years

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I had no cause to be awake

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I had no time to hate, because

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I have a king who does not speak

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I have no life but this

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I have not told my garden yet

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I heard a fly buzz when I died

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I held a jewel in my fingers

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I hide myself within my flower

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I know a place where summer strives

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I know some lonely houses off the road

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I know that he exists

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I like a look of agony

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I like to see it lap the miles

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I lived on dread; to those who know

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I live with him, I see his face

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