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  A Mien to move a Queen –
Half Child – Half Heroine –
An Orleans in the eye
That puts it’s manner by
For humbler Company
When none are near
Even a Tear –
It’s frequent Visitor –
A Bonnet like a Duke –
And yet a Wren’s Peruke
Were not so shy
Of Goer by –
And Hands – so slight,
They would elate a sprite
With merriment –

A Voice that alters – Low
And on the ear can doth go
Like Let of Snow –
Or shift supreme –
As tone of Realm
On Subjects Diadem –

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Too small – to fear –
Too distant – to endear –
And so Men Compromise –
And just – revere –

And Men – too Brigadier –

The Drop, that wrestles in the
Sea –
Forgets her own locality
As I, in Thee –

She knows herself an +Offering+incense
small
Yet small, she sighs, if all,
is all,
How larger – be?
The Ocean, smiles at her conceit –
But she, forgetting Amphitrite –
Pleads “Me”?