You said that I “was Great”'—one… Then “Great” it be’—if that pleas… Or Small’—or any size at all’— Nay’—I’m the size suit Thee’— Tall’—like the Stag’—would that?

253 You see I cannot see—your lifetim… I must guess— How many times it ache for me—toda… How many times for my far sake

The show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be. Fair play—

423 The Months have ends—the Years—a… No Power can untie To stretch a little further A Skein of Misery—

110 Artists wrestled here! Lo, a tint Cashmere! Lo, a Rose! Student of the Year!

Lightly stepped a yellow star To its lofty place - Loosed the Moon her silver hat From her lustral Face - All of Evening softly lit

It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead lie down; It was not night, for all the bell… Put out their tongues, for noon. It was not frost, for on my flesh

The Grass so little has to do— A Sphere of simple Green— With only Butterflies to brood And Bees to entertain— And stir all day to pretty Tunes

To the bright east she flies, Brothers of Paradise Remit her home, Without a change of wings, Or Love’s convenient things,

This is the land the sunset washes… These are the banks of the Yellow… Where it rose, or whither it rushe… These are the western mystery! Night after night her purple traff…

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

101 Will there really be a “Morning”? Is there such a thing as “Day”? Could I see it from the mountains If I were as tall as they?