208 The Rose did caper on her cheek— Her Bodice rose and fell— Her pretty speech—like drunken men… Did stagger pitiful—

29 If those I loved were lost The Crier’s voice would tell me— If those I loved were found The bells of Ghent would ring—

5 I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing— The spring decoys. And as the summer nears—

835 Nature and God—I neither knew Yet Both so well knew me They startled, like Executors Of My identity.

That only lasts an hour How much '— how little '— is Within our power

A bird came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw. And then he drank a dew

1035 Bee! I’m expecting you! Was saying Yesterday To Somebody you know That you were due—

549 That I did always love I bring thee Proof That till I loved I never lived—Enough—

34 Garland for Queens, may be— Laurels—for rare degree Of soul or sword. Ah—but remembering me—

502 At least—to pray—is left—is left— Oh Jesus—in the Air— I know not which thy chamber is— I’m knocking—everywhere—

516 Beauty—be not caused—It Is— Chase it, and it ceases— Chase it not, and it abides— Overtake the Creases

I many times thought Peace had co… When Peace was far away’— As Wrecked Men’—deem they sight t… At Centre of the Sea’— And struggle slacker’—but to prove

411 The Color of the Grave is Green— The Outer Grave—I mean— You would not know it from the Fi… Except it own a Stone—

Image of Light, Adieu - Thanks for the interview - So long– so short – Preceptor of the whole - Coeval Cardinal -

453 Love—thou art high— I cannot climb thee— But, were it Two— Who know but we—