209 With thee, in the Desert— With thee in the thirst— With thee in the Tamarind wood— Leopard breathes—at last!

Not with a club, the Heart is bro… Nor with a stone; A whip, so small you could not see… I’ve known To lash the magic creature

455 Triumph’—may be of several kinds’— There’s Triumph in the Room When that Old Imperator’—Death’— By Faith

28 So has a Daisy vanished From the fields today— So tiptoed many a slipper To Paradise away—

876 It was a Grave, yet bore no Stone Enclosed ’twas not of Rail A Consciousness its Acre, and It held a Human Soul.

124 In lands I never saw’—they say Immortal Alps look down’— Whose Bonnets touch the firmament… Whose Sandals touch the town’—

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

Had we our senses But perhaps ’tis well they’re not… So intimate with Madness He’s liable with them Had we the eyes without our Head—

910 Experience is the Angled Road Preferred against the Mind By—Paradox—the Mind itself— Presuming it to lead

Revolution is the Pod Systems rattle from When the Winds of Will are stirre… Excellent is Bloom But except its Russet Base

767 To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone— When One has failed to stop them— Is Human—but Divine

545 'Tis One by One — the Father cou… And then a Tract between Set Cypherless — to teach the Eye The Value of its Ten —

Publication—is the Auction Of the Mind of Man— Poverty—be justifying For so foul a thing Possibly—but We—would rather