414 ’Twas like a Maelstrom, with a no… That nearer, every Day, Kept narrowing its boiling Wheel Until the Agony

558 But little Carmine hath her face— Of Emerald scant—her Gown— Her Beauty—is the love she doth— Itself—exhibit—Mine&md ash;

798 She staked her Feathers—Gained an… Debated—Rose again— This time—beyond the estimate Of Envy, or of Men—

If all the griefs I am to have Would only come today, I am so happy I believe They’d laugh and run away. If all the joys I am to have

575 “Heaven” has different Signs—to m… Sometimes, I think that Noon Is but a symbol of the Place— And when again, at Dawn,

199 I’m “wife”—I’ve finished that— That other state— I’m Czar—I’m “Woman” now— It’s safer so—

48 Once more, my now bewildered Dove Bestirs her puzzled wings Once more her mistress, on the dee… Her troubled question flings—

814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.

982 No Other can reduce Our mortal Consequence Like the remembering it be nought A Period from hence

357 God is a distant—stately Lover— Woos, as He states us—by His Son… Verily, a Vicarious Courtship— “Miles”, and “Priscilla”, were su…

979 This Merit hath the worst— It cannot be again— When Fate hath taunted last And thrown Her furthest Stone—

Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –

819 All I may, if small, Do it not display Larger for the Totalness— ’Tis Economy

421 A Charm invests a face Imperfectly beheld— The Lady dare not lift her Veil For fear it be dispelled—