725 Where Thou art—that—is Home— Cashmere—or Calvary—the same— Degree—or Shame— I scarce esteem Location’s Name—

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

330 The Juggler’s Hat her Country is… The Mountain Gorse—the Bee’s!

Success is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple Host

I felt a cleaving in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind I strove to jo…

531 We dream—it is good we are dreamin… It would hurt us—were we awake— But since it is playing—kill us, And we are playing—shriek—

The earth has many keys, Where melody is not Is the unknown peninsula. Beauty is nature’s fact. But witness for her land,

475 Doom is the House without the Doo… ’Tis entered from the Sun— And then the Ladder’s thrown away… Because Escape—is done—

His voice decrepit was with Joy - Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be To make Lips elderly That purled a moment since with G…

33 If recollecting were forgetting, Then I remember not. And if forgetting, recollecting, How near I had forgot.

871 The Sun and Moon must make their… The Stars express around For in the Zones of Paradise The Lord alone is burned—