598 Three times—we parted—Breath—and… Three times—He would not go— But strove to stir the lifeless F… The Waters—strove to stay.

576 I prayed, at first, a little Girl… Because they told me to— But stopped, when qualified to gue… How prayer would feel—to me—

725 Where Thou art—that—is Home— Cashmere—or Calvary—the same— Degree—or Shame— I scarce esteem Location’s Name—

How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!

955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.

A Counterfeit– a Plated Person… I would not be - Whatever strata of Iniquity My Nature underlie - Truth is good Health - and Safet…

455 Triumph—may be of several kinds— There’s Triumph in the Room When that Old Imperator—Death— By Faith

719 A South Wind—has a pathos Of individual Voice— As One detect on Landings An Emigrant’s address.

Part One: Life LIII GOD gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv…

Nature rarer uses Yellow Than another Hue. Saves she all of that for Sunsets Prodigal of Blue Spending Scarlet, like a Woman

491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood