930 There is a June when Corn is cut And Roses in the Seed— A Summer briefer than the first But tenderer indeed

XCVI MY life closed twice before its c… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,

113 Our share of night to bear— Our share of morning— Our blank in bliss to fill Our blank in scorning—

I dreaded that first robin so, But he is mastered now, And I’m accustomed to him grown,— He hurts a little, though. I thought if I could only live

540 I took my Power in my Hand— And went against the World— ’Twas not so much as David—had— But I—was twice as bold—

877 Each Scar I’ll keep for Him Instead I’ll say of Gem In His long Absence worn A Costlier one

1670 In Winter in my Room I came upon a Worm— Pink, lank and warm— But as he was a worm

185 “Faith” is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see— But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency.

385 Smiling back from Coronation May be Luxury— On the Heads that started with us… Being’s Peasantry—

598 Three times—we parted—Breath—and… Three times—He would not go— But strove to stir the lifeless F… The Waters—strove to stay.

860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—

Each life converges to some centre Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal, Admitted scarcely to itself, it ma…

427 I’ll clutch—and clutch— Next—One—Might be the golden touc… Could take it— Diamonds—Wait—