500 Within my Garden, rides a Bird Upon a single Wheel— Whose spokes a dizzy Music make As ’twere a travelling Mill—

97 The rainbow never tells me That gust and storm are by, Yet is she more convincing Than Philosophy.

728 Let Us play Yesterday— I—the Girl at school— You—and Eternity—the Untold Tale—

684 Best Gains—must have the Losses’… To constitute them—Gains—

539 The Province of the Saved Should be the Art—To save— Through Skill obtained in Themsel… The Science of the Grave

My life closed twice before its cl… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless to conceive

A little road not made of man, Enabled of the eye, Accessible to thill of bee, Or cart of butterfly. If town it have, beyond itself,

400 A Tongue’—to tell Him I am true! Its fee’—to be of Gold’— Had Nature’—in Her monstrous Hou… A single Ragged Child’—

Good night! which put the candle o… A jealous zephyr, not a doubt. Ah! friend, you little knew How long at that celestial wick The angels labored diligent;

246 Forever at His side to walk— The smaller of the two! Brain of His Brain— Blood of His Blood—

966 All forgot for recollecting Just a paltry One— All forsook, for just a Stranger’… New Accompanying—

Pain—has an Element of Blank— It cannot recollect When it begun—or if there were A time when it was not— It has no Future—but itself—