489 We pray—to Heaven— We prate—of Heaven— Relate—when Neighbors die— At what o’clock to heaven—they fle…

137 Flowers’—Well’—if anybody Can the ecstasy define’— Half a transport’—half a trouble’— With which flowers humble men:

926 Patience’—has a quiet Outer’— Patience’—Look within’— Is an Insect’s futile forces Infinites’—between’—

502 At least—to pray—is left—is left— Oh Jesus—in the Air— I know not which thy chamber is— I'm knocking—everywhere—

If ever the lid gets off my head And lets the brain away The fellow will go where he belong… Without a hint from me, And the world– if the world be lo…

100 A science—so the Savants say, “Comparative Anatomy”— By which a single bone— Is made a secret to unfold

September’s Baccalaureate A combination is Of Crickets– Crows– and Retros… And a dissembling Breeze That hints without assuming -

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—

890 From Us She wandered now a Year, Her tarrying, unknown, If Wilderness prevent her feet Or that Ethereal Zone

865 He outstripped Time with but a Bo… He outstripped Stars and Sun And then, unjaded, challenged God In presence of the Throne.

950 The Sunset stopped on Cottages Where Sunset hence must be For treason not of His, but Life’… Gone Westerly, Today—

113 Our share of night to bear— Our share of morning— Our blank in bliss to fill Our blank in scorning—

934 That is solemn we have ended Be it but a Play Or a Glee among the Garret Or a Holiday

845 Be Mine the Doom— Sufficient Fame— To perish in Her Hand!