Years I had been from home, And now, before the door I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine

No brigadier throughout the year So civic as the jay. A neighbor and a warrior too, With shrill felicity Pursuing winds that censure us

547 I’ve seen a Dying Eye Run round and round a Room— In search of Something—as it seem… Then Cloudier become—

606 The Trees like Tassels—hit—and sw… There seemed to rise a Tune From Miniature Creatures Accompanying the Sun—

619 Glee—The great storm is over— Four—have recovered the Land— Forty gone down together— Into the boiling Sand.

‘And with what body do they come?’… Then they do come - Rejoice! What Door– What Hour– Run– ru… Illuminate the House! ‘Body!’ Then real– a Face and E…

901 Sweet, to have had them lost For news that they be saved— The nearer they departed Us The nearer they, restored,

394 ’Twas Love’—not me’— Oh punish’—pray’— The Real one died for Thee’— Just Him’—not me’—

631 Ourselves were wed one summer’—dea… Your Vision’—was in June’— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied’—too’—of mine’—

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