563 I could not prove the Years had f… Yet confident they run Am I, from symptoms that are past And Series that are done—

549 That I did always love I bring thee Proof That till I loved I never lived—Enough—

86 South Winds jostle them— Bumblebees come— Hover—hesitate— Dri nk, and are gone—

There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons— That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes— Heavenly Hurt, it gives us—

They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…

877 Each Scar I’ll keep for Him Instead I’ll say of Gem In His long Absence worn A Costlier one

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

167 To learn the Transport by the Pai… As Blind Men learn the sun! To die of thirst—suspecting That Brooks in Meadows run!

STEP lightly on this narrow spot… The broadest land that grows Is not so ample as the breast These emerald seams enclose. Step lofty; for this name is told

705 Suspense—is Hostiler than Death— Death—tho’soever Broad, Is just Death, and cannot increas… Suspense—does not conclude –

306 The Soul’s Superior instants Occur to Her—alone— When friend—and Earth’s occasion Have infinite withdrawn—