928
The Heart has narrow Banks
It measures like the Sea
In mighty—unremitting Bass
And Blue Monotony

The pedigree of honey
Does not concern the bee;
A clover, any time, to him
Is aristocracy.

968
Fitter to see Him, I may be
For the long Hindrance—Grace—to
With Summers, and with Winters, g
Some passing Year—A trait bestow

144
She bore it till the simple veins
Traced azure on her hand—
Til pleading, round her quiet eyes
The purple Crayons stand.

Before you thought of spring,
Except as a surmise,
You see, God bless his suddenness
A fellow in the skies
Of independent hues,

892
Who occupies this House?
A Stranger I must judge
Since No one know His Circumstan
’Tis well the name and age

757
The Mountains’—grow unnoticed’—
Their Purple figures rise
Without attempt’—Exhaustion’—
Assistance’—or Applause’—

485
To make One’s Toilette—after Dea
Has made the Toilette cool
Of only Taste we cared to please
Is difficult, and still—

96
Sexton! My Master’s sleeping here
Pray lead me to his bed!
I came to build the Bird’s nest,
And sow the Early seed—

740
You taught me Waiting with Myself
Appointment strictly kept’—
You taught me fortitude of Fate’—
This’—also’—I have learnt’—