117 In rags mysterious as these The shining Courtiers go— Veiling the purple, and the plumes… Veiling the ermine so.

569 I reckon’—when I count it all’— First’—Poets’—Then the Sun’— Then Summer’—Then the Heaven of… And then’—the List is done’—

253 You see I cannot see’—your lifeti… I must guess’— How many times it ache for me’—tod… How many times for my far sake

121 As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread— As brooks in deserts babble sweet

890 From Us She wandered now a Year, Her tarrying, unknown, If Wilderness prevent her feet Or that Ethereal Zone

‘They have not chosen me,’ he said… ‘But I have chosen them!’ Brave’—Broken hearted statement’— Uttered in Bethlehem! I could not have told it,

527 To put this World down, like a Bu… And walk steady, away, Requires Energy—possibly Agony— ’Tis the Scarlet way

856 There is a finished feeling Experienced at Graves— A leisure of the Future— A Wilderness of Size.

The Wind took up the Northern Th… And piled them in the south - Then gave the East unto the West And opening his mouth The four Divisions of the Earth

616 I rose’—because He sank’— I thought it would be opposite’— But when his power dropped’— My Soul grew straight.

A Route of Evanescence With a revolving Wheel— A Resonance of Emerald— A Rush of Cochineal— And every Blossom on the Bush

I have no life but this, To lead it here; Nor any death, but lest Dispelled from there; Nor tie to earths to come,

752 So the Eyes accost’—and sunder In an Audience’— Stamped’—occasionally’—forever’— So may Countenance

909 I make His Crescent fill or lack— His Nature is at Full Or Quarter—as I signify— His Tides—do I control—

The Butterfly upon the Sky, That doesn’t know its Name And hasn’t any tax to pay And hasn’t any Home Is just as high as you and I,