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INDEX OF FIRST LINES
P
Pain has an element of blank;
13
Papa above! Regard a Mouse
295
Perception of an Object costs
261
Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower?
110
Peril as a possession
258
Pigmy seraphs gone astray,
82
Pink, small, and punctual
108
Pompless no life can pass away;
211
Poor little heart!
170
Portraits are to daily faces
33
Prayer is the little implement
45
Presentment is that long shadow on the lawn
118
Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it,
166
R
Read, sweet, how others strove,
13
"Remember me," implored the Thief—
296
Remembrance has a rear and front, —
66
Remorse is memory awake,
38
Reverse cannot befall the fine Prosperity
259
S
Safe Despair it is that raves,
312
Safe in their alabaster chambers,
182
She died at play,
269
She died, — this was the way she died;
218
She laid her docile crescent down,
233
She rose to his requirement, dropped
155
She slept beneath a tree
127
She sweeps with many-colored brooms,
101
She went as quiet as the dew
15
Sleep is supposed to be,
200
So bashful when I spied her,
119
So, from the mould
276
Softened by Time's consummate plush,
72
So gay a flower bereaved the mind
263
Some Days retired from the rest
271
Some keep the Sabbath going to church;
110
Some rainbow coming from the fair!
111
Some things that fly there be,—
10
Some, too fragile for winter winds,
207
So proud she was to die
240
So set its sun in thee,
310
Soul, wilt thou toss again?
4
South winds jostle them
99
"Sown in dishonor?"
296
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