358
If any sink, assure that this, now
Failed like Themselves—and consci
Grew by the Fact, and not the Und
How Weakness passed—or Force—aros

131
Besides the Autumn poets sing
A few prosaic days
A little this side of the snow
And that side of the Haze—

40
When I count the seeds
That are sown beneath,
To bloom so, bye and bye—
When I con the people

989
Gratitude’—is not the mention
Of a Tenderness,
But its still appreciation
Out of Plumb of Speech.

736
Have any like Myself
Investigating March,
New Houses on the Hill descried—
And possibly a Church—

444
It feels a shame to be Alive—
When Men so brave—are dead—
One envies the Distinguished Dust
Permitted—such a Head—

578
The Body grows without—
The more convenient way—
That if the Spirit—like to hide
Its Temple stands, alway,

619
Glee—The great storm is over—
Four—have recovered the Land—
Forty gone down together—
Into the boiling Sand.

The Sea said 'Come’ to the Brook
The Brook said 'Let me grow’ -
The Sea said 'Then you will be a
I want a Brook - Come now’!
The Sea said 'Go’ to the Sea -

Because I could not stop for Deat
He kindly stopped for me–
The Carriage held but just Oursel
And Immortality.
We slowly drove– He knew no haste