Poems about usual
But Just Held Two, Nor Those It Was
afraid to trust the morn
to answer wherefore when he pass
it was announced to me
it just held two, nor those it held
as it has usual done
but just to look it in the eye
on the heads that started with us
but, looking back the first so seems
i keep it, staying at home
midnight good night! i hear them call,
though thine attention stop not on me
That I Spoil My Life
for fear i spoil my shoe?
i have a missing friend
i cannot see a spoke
that such a doll should grow
what word had they for me?
that i cannot say
as some she never knew
what we saw before
while he was making one
as it has usual done
looking back is best that is left
he put the belt around my life
As It Was His It May
of our immortal mind
and that is his business not ours
but the success was his it seems
as it has usual done
which door is mine and not
or is this death's experiment
but the fir is where declare
be judgment what it may
it was not for me