325 Of Tribulation, these are They, Denoted by the White— The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Ran… Of Victors—designate—

Much Madness is divinest Sense - To a discerning Eye - Much Sense– the starkest Madness… ’Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail -

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

43 Could live—did live— Could die—did die— Could smile upon the whole Through faith in one he met not,

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…

The Road was lit with Moon and st… The Trees were bright and still - Descried I - by the distant Ligh… A Traveller on a Hill - To magic Perpendiculars

So much of Heaven has gone from E… That there must be a Heaven If only to enclose the Saints To Affidavit given. The Missionary to the Mole

XVII SHE rose to his requirement, drop… The playthings of her life To take the honorable work Of woman and of wife.

470 I am alive—I guess— The Branches on my Hand Are full of Morning Glory— And at my finger’s end—

1000 The Fingers of the Light Tapped soft upon the Town With “I am great and cannot wait So therefore let me in.”