41 I robbed the Woods— The trusting Woods. The unsuspecting Trees Brought out their Burs and mosses

323 As if I asked a common Alms, And in my wondering hand A Stranger pressed a Kingdom, And I, bewildered, stand—

116 I had some things that I called m… And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities.

I had been hungry all the years– My noon had come, to dine– I, trembling, drew the table near And touched the curious wine. ‘T was this on tables I had seen

XXIV A NARROW fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not? His notice sudden is.

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

560 It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation… But large—serene— Burned on—until through Dissoluti… It failed from Men—

501 This World is not Conclusion. A Species stands beyond— Invisible, as Music— But positive, as Sound—

141 Some, too fragile for winter winds The thoughtful grave encloses— Tenderly tucking them in from fros… Before their feet are cold.

204 I’ll tell you how the Sun rose— A Ribbon at a time— The Steeples swam in Amethyst— The news, like Squirrels, ran—

Lives he in any other world My faith cannot reply Before it was imperative ’Twas all distinct to me -

964 “Unto Me?” I do not know you— Where may be your House? “I am Jesus—Late of Judea— Now—of Paradise”—