327 Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see— As other Creatures, that have Eye… And know no other way—

659 That first Day, when you praised… And said that I was strong— And could be mighty, if I liked— That Day—the Days among—

The reticent volcano keeps His never slumbering plan - Confided are his projects pink To no precarious man. If nature will not tell the tale

Delight becomes pictorial When viewed through pain,— More fair, because impossible That any gain. The mountaln at a given distance

639 My Portion is Defeat—today— A paler luck than Victory— Less Paeans—fewer Bells— The Drums don’t follow Me—with tu…

724 It’s easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority—

860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—

488 Myself was formed’—a Carpenter’— An unpretending time My Plane’—and I, together wrought Before a Builder came’—

Elysium is as far as to The very nearest Room If in that Room a Friend await Felicity or Doom— What fortitude the Soul contains

601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—