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Four poems from The Dial (October 1842): "The Inward Morning," "Free Love," "The Poet's Delay," and "Rumors from an Ćolian Harp" "Ah, ‘tis in vain the peaceful din..." "An early unconverted Saint..." "Away! Away! Away! Away!" "But since we sailed..." "Conscience is instinct bred in the house..." "Die and be buried who will..." "Dong, sounds the brass in the east..." "Each summer sound..." Friendship ["Let such pure hate still underprop..."] "Great God, I ask thee for no meaner pelf..." "I am bound, I am bound..." "I sailed up a river..." “Indeed, Indeed, I Cannot Tell” “The Inward Morning” “Light-winged Smoke, Icarian Bird...” “Low-anchored cloud...” "Man's little acts are grand..." “The Old Marlborough Road” “On fields oer which the reaper’s hand...” “Pray to what earth...” "Sic Vita" Stanzas: "Nature doth have her dawn..." "Sympathy" “They who prepare my evening meal..." “What’s the railroad to me?...” "When Winter fringes every bough..." “Where gleaming fields of haze...” "Wher'er thou sailest..." "With frontier strength..." “Within the Circuit of This Plodding Life” "Woof of the sun..."
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