Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,

We like March, his shoes are purp… He is new and high; Makes he mud for dog and peddler, Makes he forest dry; Knows the adder’s tongue his comin…

44 If she had been the Mistletoe And I had been the Rose— How gay upon your table My velvet life to close—

202 My Eye is fuller than my vase— Her Cargo—is of Dew— And still—my Heart—my Eye outweig… East India—for you!

761 From Blank to Blank— A Threadless Way I pushed Mechanic feet— To stop—or perish—or advance—

872 As the Starved Maelstrom laps the… As the Vulture teased Forces the Broods in lonely Valle… As the Tiger eased

Remembrance has a Rear and Front… ’Tis something like a House - It has a Garret also For Refuse and the Mouse. Besides the deepest Cellar

838 Impossibility, like Wine Exhilarates the Man Who tastes it; Possibility Is flavorless—Combine

415 Sunset at Night—is natural— But Sunset on the Dawn Reverses Nature—Master— So Midnight’s—due—at Noon.

945 This is a Blossom of the Brain— A small—italic Seed Lodged by Design or Happening The Spirit fructified—

593 I think I was enchanted When first a sombre Girl— I read that Foreign Lady— The Dark—felt beautiful—