Good Night and Good Morning

GOOD NIGHT AND GOOD
MORNING

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Anna Laetitia Barbauld

IFE! I know not what thou art,
But know that thou and I must part;

And when, or how, or where we met

I own to me's a secret yet.

Life! we've been long together

Through pleasant and through cloudy weather;

'Tis hard to part when friends are dear

Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear;

Then steal away, give little warning,

Say not Good Night,—but in some brighter clime
Bid me Good Morning.

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LIFE

Emily Dickinson

UR share of night to bear,
Our blank in scorning.

Our blank in bliss to fill,

Our share of morning.

Here a star, and there a star,
Some lose their way.

Here a mist and there a mist,
Afterward-day!

Chartless

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CHARTLESS

Emily Dickinson

NEVER saw a moor,

I never saw the sea;

Yet know I how the heather looks,

And what a wave must be.

I never spoke with God,

Nor visited in Heaven;

Yet certain am I of the spot

As if a chart were given.

THE PERFECT STATURE

Ben Jonson

T is not growing like a tree

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In bulk, doth make Man better be;

Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,
To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere:
A lily of a day

Is fairer far in May,

Although it fall and die that night—

It was the plant and flower of Light.
In small proportions we just beauties see;
And in short measures life may perfect be.

My Heart Leaps Up

MY HEART LEAPS UP WHEN I

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BEHOLD

William Wordsworth

Y heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:

So was it when my life began,
So is it now I am a man,

So be it when I shall grow old

Or let me die!

The Child is father of the Man:

And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.