I know a place where summer strive… With such a practised frost, She each year leads her daisies ba… Recording briefly, ‘Lost.’ But when the south wind stirs the…

A Pang is more conspicuous in Spr… In contrast with the things that s… Not Birds entirely– but Minds – Minute Effulgencies and Winds - When what they sung for is undone

LV MY country need not change her go… Her triple suit as sweet As when ’t was cut at Lexington, And first pronounced “a fit.”

892 Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstan… ’Tis well the name and age

534 We see—Comparatively— The Thing so towering high We could not grasp its segment Unaided—Yesterday—

463 I live with Him — I see His face… I go no more away For Visitor — or Sundown — Death's single privacy

All men for Honor hardest work But are not known to earn - Paid after they have ceased to wor… In Infamy or Urn -

453 Love—thou art high— I cannot climb thee— But, were it Two— Who know but we—

’Twas comfort in her Dying Room To hear the living Clock— A short relief to have the wind Walk boldly up and knock— Diversion from the Dying Theme

18 The Gentian weaves her fringes— The Maple’s loom is red— My departing blossoms Obviate parade.