634
You’ll know Her’—by Her Foot’—
The smallest Gamboge Hand
With Fingers’—where the Toes shou
Would more affront the Sand’—

870
Finding is the first Act
The second, loss,
Third, Expedition for
The “Golden Fleece”

38
By such and such an offering
To Mr. So and So,
The web of live woven—
So martyrs albums show!

452
The Malay’—took the Pearl’—
Not’—I’—the Earl’—
I’—feared the Sea’—too much
Unsanctified’—to touch’—

379
Rehearsal to Ourselves
Of a Withdrawn Delight—
Affords a Bliss like Murder—
Omnipotent—Acute—

SURGEONS must be very careful
When they take the knife!
Underneath their fine incisions
Stirs the culprit,—Life!

52
Whether my bark went down at sea—
Whether she met with gales—
Whether to isles enchanted
She bent her docile sails—

933
Two Travellers perishing in Snow
The Forests as they froze
Together heard them strengthening
Each other with the words

513
Like Flowers, that heard the news
But never deemed the dripping priz
Awaited their—low Brows—
Or Bees—that thought the Summer’s

WITHIN my reach!
I could have touched!
I might have chanced that way!
Soft sauntered through the village
Sauntered as soft away!