372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—

74 A Lady red—amid the Hill Her annual secret keeps! A Lady white, within the Field In placid Lily sleeps!

198 An awful Tempest mashed the air— The clouds were gaunt, and few— A Black—as of a Spectre’s Cloak Hid Heaven and Earth from view.

“Heaven” has different Signs—to m… Sometimes, I think that Noon Is but a symbol of the Place— And when again, at Dawn, A mighty look runs round the Worl…

688 “Speech”—is a prank of Parliament… “Tears”—is a trick of the nerve— But the Heart with the heaviest f… Doesn't—always—move—

720 No Prisoner be— Where Liberty— Himself—abide with Thee—

GLEE! the great storm is over! Four have recovered the land; Forty gone down together Into the boiling sand. Ring, for the scant salvation!

354 From Cocoon forth a Butterfly As Lady from her Door Emerged—a Summer Afternoon— Repairing Everywhere—

I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility

485 To make One’s Toilette—after Dea… Has made the Toilette cool Of only Taste we cared to please Is difficult, and still—

LX A SHADY friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind.

54 If I should die, And you should live— And time should gurgle on— And morn should beam—

200 I stole them from a Bee— Because—Thee— Sweet plea— He pardoned me!