514
Her smile was shaped like other sm
The Dimples ran along—
And still it hurt you, as some Bi
Did hoist herself, to sing,

481
The Himmaleh was known to stoop
Unto the Daisy low—
Transported with Compassion
That such a Doll should grow

338
I know that He exists.
Somewhere—in Silence—
He has hid his rare life
From our gross eyes.

64
Some Rainbow’—coming from the Fai
Some Vision of the World Cashmer
I confidently see!
Or else a Peacock’s purple Train

135
Water, is taught by thirst.
Land—by the Oceans passed.
Transport—by throe—
Peace—by its battles told—

158
Dying! Dying in the night!
Won’t somebody bring the light
So I can see which way to go
Into the everlasting snow?

The Sea said 'Come’ to the Brook
The Brook said 'Let me grow’ -
The Sea said 'Then you will be a
I want a Brook - Come now’!
The Sea said 'Go’ to the Sea -

851
When the Astronomer stops seeking
For his Pleiad’s Face—
When the lone British Lady
Forsakes the Arctic Race

229
A Burdock—clawed my Gown—
Not Burdock’s—blame—
But mine—
Who went too near

305
The difference between Despair
And Fear—is like the One
Between the instant of a Wreck
And when the Wreck has been—