How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!

972 Unfulfilled to Observation— Incomplete—to Eye— But to Faith—a Revolution In Locality—

592 What care the Dead, for Chanticle… What care the Dead for Day? ’Tis late your Sunrise vex their… And Purple Ribaldry—of Morning

I watched the Moon around the Hou… Until upon a Pane— She stopped—a Traveller’s privile… And there upon I gazed—as at a stranger—

218 Is it true, dear Sue? Are there two? I shouldn’t like to come For fear of joggling Him!

580 I gave myself to Him— And took Himself, for Pay, The solemn contract of a Life Was ratified, this way—

FORBIDDEN fruit a flavor has That lawful orchards mocks; How luscious lies the pea within The pod that Duty locks!

467 We do not play on Graves— Because there isn’t Room— Besides—it isn’t even—it slants And People come—

378 I saw no Way—The Heavens were st… I felt the Columns close— The Earth reversed her Hemisphere… I touched the Universe—

90 Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered thro’ the village—

926 Patience—has a quiet Outer— Patience—Look within— Is an Insect’s futile forces Infinites—between—