940 On that dear Frame the Years had… Yet precious as the House In which We first experienced Lig… The Witnessing, to Us—

439 Undue Significance a starving man… To Food— Far off—He sighs—and therefore—Ho… And therefore—Good—

707 The Grace—Myself—might not obtain… Confer upon My flower— Refracted but a Countenance— For I—inhabit Her—

Part One: Life LIII GOD gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv…

223 I Came to buy a smile—today— But just a single smile— The smallest one upon your face Will suit me just as well—

542 I had no Cause to be awake— My Best—was gone to sleep— And Morn a new politeness took— And failed to wake them up—

343 My Reward for Being, was This. My premium—My Bliss— An Admiralty, less— A Sceptre—penniless—

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

612 It would have starved a Gnat— To live so small as I— And yet I was a living Child— With Food’s necessity

I noticed People disappeared When but a little child - Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild - But did because they died

Some Days retired from the rest In soft distinction lie The Day that a Companion came Or was obliged to die

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

22 All these my banners be. I sow my pageantry In May— It rises train by train—

907 Till Death’—is narrow Loving’— The scantest Heart extant Will hold you till your privilege Of Finiteness’—be spent’—

841 A Moth the hue of this Haunts Candles in Brazil. Nature’s Experience would make Our Reddest Second pale.