128 Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning’s flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how far the morning leaps—

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

830 To this World she returned. But with a tinge of that— A Compound manner, As a Sod

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

102 Great Caesar! Condescend The Daisy, to receive, Gathered by Cato’s Daughter, With your majestic leave!

726 We thirst at first—’tis Nature’s… And later—when we die— A little Water supplicate— Of fingers going by—

284 The Drop, that wrestles in the Se… Forgets her own locality— As I—toward Thee— She knows herself an incense small…

874 They won’t frown always—some sweet… When I forget to tease— They’ll recollect how cold I look… And how I just said “Please.”

492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—

250 I shall keep singing! Birds will pass me On their way to Yellower Climes— Each—with a Robin’s expectation—

681 Soil of Flint, if steady tilled— Will refund by Hand— Seed of Palm, by Libyan Sun Fructified in Sand—

I noticed People disappeared When but a little child - Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild - But did because they died

463 I live with Him — I see His face… I go no more away For Visitor — or Sundown — Death's single privacy

32 When Roses cease to bloom, Sir, And Violets are done— When Bumblebees in solemn flight Have passed beyond the Sun—

375 The Angle of a Landscape— That every time I wake— Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ample Crack—