240 Ah, Moon’—and Star! You are very far’— But were no one Farther than you’—

697 I could bring You Jewels’—had I… But You have enough’—of those’— I could bring You Odors from St.… Colors’—from Vera Cruz’—

821 Away from Home are some and I’— An Emigrant to be In a Metropolis of Homes Is easy, possibly’—

A long, long sleep, a famous sleep That makes no show for dawn By strech of limb or stir of lid,— An independent one. Was ever idleness like this?

950 The Sunset stopped on Cottages Where Sunset hence must be For treason not of His, but Life’… Gone Westerly, Today—

180 As if some little Arctic flower Upon the polar hem— Went wandering down the Latitudes Until it puzzled came

192 Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart!

“Morning”'—means “Milking”'—to th… Dawn’—to the Teneriffe’— Dice’—to the Maid’— Morning means just Risk’—to the L… Just revelation’—to the Beloved’—

To make a prairie it takes a clove… One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.

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…

616 I rose’—because He sank’— I thought it would be opposite’— But when his power dropped’— My Soul grew straight.

Dare you see a Soul at the White… Then crouch within the door— Red—is the Fire’s common tint— But when the vivid Ore Has vanquished Flame’s conditions…

464 The power to be true to You, Until upon my face The Judgment push his Picture— Presumptuous of Your Place—