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One Blessing had I than the rest
So larger to my Eyes
That I stopped gauging—satisfied
For this enchanted size
It was the limit of my Dream
The focus of my Prayer
A perfect—paralyzing Bliss
Contented as Despair
I knew no more of Want—or Cold
Phantasms both become
For this new Value in the Soul
Supremest Earthly Sum
The Heaven below the Heaven above
Obscured with ruddier Blue
Life's Latitudes leant over—full
The Judgment perished—too
Why Bliss so scantily disburse
Why Paradise defer
Why Floods be served to Us—in Bowls
I speculate no more