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“Will you let me come dear Susie - looking just as I do, my dress soiled and worn, my grand old apron, and my hair - Oh Susie, time would fail me to enumerate my appearance, yet I love you just as dearly as if I was e'er so fine, so you wont care, will you?”

“Coração, vamos esquecê-lo! Tu e eu, nesta tarde! Esquece o calor que ele deu, Que esqueço a luminosidade. Quando acabares, avisa, por favor, Para que eu apague o pensamento! Rápido! Enquanto tu bateres, Vou lembrar-me de mais um momento. ... Se recordar fosse esquecer, Eu não me lembraria. Se esquecer, recordar, Eu logo esqueceria. Se quem perde é feliz E contente é quem chora, Que alegres são os dedos Que colhem isto, agora!”

“There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons – That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes – Heavenly Hurt, it gives us – We can find no scar, But internal difference – Where the Meanings, are – None may teach it – Any – 'Tis the seal Despair – An imperial affliction Sent us of the Air – When it comes, the Landscape listens – Shadows – hold their breath – When it goes, 'tis like the Distance On the look of Death –”

“An altered look about the hills; A Tyrian light the village fills; A wider sunrise in the dawn; A deeper twilight on the lawn; A print of a vermilion foot; A purple finger on the slope; A flippant fly upon the pane; A spider at his trade again; An added strut in chanticleer; A flower expected everywhere.”

“A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period - When March is scarcely here A Color stands abroad On Solitary Fields That Science cannot overtake But Human Nature feels. It waits upon the Lawn, It shows the furthest Tree Upon the furthest Slope you know It almost speaks to you. Then as Horizons step Or Noons report away Without the Formula of sound It passes and we stay - A quality of loss Affecting our Content As Trade had suddenly encroached Upon a Sacrament.”

“[A] mother is one to whom you hurry when you are troubled.”