To the bright east she flies, Brothers of Paradise Remit her home, Without a change of wings, Or Love’s convenient things,

644 You left me—Sire—two Legacies— A Legacy of Love A Heavenly Father would suffice Had He the offer of—

I watched the Moon around the Hou… Until upon a Pane— She stopped—a Traveller’s privile… And there upon I gazed—as at a stranger—

322 There came a Day at Summer’s full… Entirely for me— I thought that such were for the… Where Resurrections—be—

631 Ourselves were wed one summer’—dea… Your Vision’—was in June’— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied’—too’—of mine’—

920 We can but follow to the Sun— As oft as He go down He leave Ourselves a Sphere behin… ’Tis mostly—following—

Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate Whose table once a Guest but not The second time is set.

535 She’s happy, with a new Content— That feels to her—like Sacrament— She’s busy—with an altered Care— As just apprenticed to the Air—

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

I had not minded—Walls— Were Universe—one Rock— And far I heard his silver Call The other side the Block— I’d tunnel—till my Groove

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

544 The Martyr Poets’—did not tell’— But wrought their Pang in syllabl… That when their mortal name be num… Their mortal fate’—encourage Some…

DEAR March, come in! How glad I am! I looked for you before. Put down your hat— You must have walked—