552 An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye— Of Territory—Color— Circumference&mda sh;Decay—

1035 Bee! I’m expecting you! Was saying Yesterday To Somebody you know That you were due—

11 I never told the buried gold Upon the hill—that lies— I saw the sun—his plunder done Crouch low to guard his prize.

815 The Luxury to apprehend The Luxury 'twould be To look at Thee a single time An Epicure of Me

When Memory is full Put on the perfect Lid - This Morning’s finest syllable Presumptuous Evening said -

966 All forgot for recollecting Just a paltry One— All forsook, for just a Stranger’… New Accompanying—

44 If she had been the Mistletoe And I had been the Rose— How gay upon your table My velvet life to close—

308 I send Two Sunsets— Day and I—in competition ran— I finished Two—and several Stars— While He—was making One—

There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind faded forests, Austin,

XXXIV WHO never lost, are unprepared A coronet to find; Who never thirsted, flagons And cooling tamarind.

523 Sweet — You forgot — but I rememb… Every time — for Two — So that the Sum be never hindered Through Decay of You —