I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me. And frigates in the upper floor

I NEVER hear the word “escape” Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude.

THE nearest dream recedes, unreal… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school—boy Invites the race;

21 We lose’—because we win’— Gamblers’—recollecting which Toss their dice again!

185 “Faith” is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see— But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency.

16 I would distil a cup, And bear to all my friends, Drinking to her no more astir, By beck, or burn, or moor!

Dare you see a Soul at the White… Then crouch within the door— Red—is the Fire’s common tint— But when the vivid Ore Has vanquished Flame’s conditions…

’T IS so much joy! ’T is so much… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so

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

267 Did we disobey Him? Just one time! Charged us to forget Him— But we couldn’t learn!

476 I meant to have but modest needs— Such as Content—and Heaven— Within my income—these could lie And Life and I—keep even—

743 The Birds reported from the South… A News express to Me— A spicy Charge, My little Posts— But I am deaf—Today—

191 The Skies can’t keep their secret… They tell it to the Hills— The Hills just tell the Orchards— And they—the Daffodils!

We play at paste, Till qualified for pearl, Then drop the paste, And deem ourself a fool. The shapes, though, were similar,

753 My Soul—accused me—And I quailed… As Tongue of Diamond had reviled All else accused me—and I smiled— My Soul—that Morning—was My frie…