535 She’s happy, with a new Content— That feels to her—like Sacrament— She’s busy—with an altered Care— As just apprenticed to the Air—

227 Teach Him – When He makes the na… Such an one – to say – On his babbling – Berry – lips – As should sound – to me –

897 How fortunate the Grave— All Prizes to obtain— Successful certain, if at last, First Suitor not in vain.

430 It would never be Common—more—I s… Difference—had begun— Many a bitterness—had been— But that old sort—was done—

Oh Shadow on the Grass, Art thou a Step or not? Go make thee fair my Candidate My nominated Heart - Oh Shadow on the Grass

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

809 Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity— Unable they that love—to die

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…

99 New feet within my garden go— New fingers stir the sod— A Troubadour upon the Elm Betrays the solitude.

A thought went up my mind to-day That I have had before, But did not finish,—some way back, I could not fix the year, Nor where it went, nor why it came