368 How sick—to wait—in any place—but… I knew last night—when someone tri… Thinking—perhaps—that I looked ti… Or breaking—almost—with unspoken p…

208 The Rose did caper on her cheek— Her Bodice rose and fell— Her pretty speech—like drunken men… Did stagger pitiful—

XLII SURGEONS must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit,—Life!

863 That Distance was between Us That is not of Mile or Main— The Will it is that situates— Equator—never can—

A thought went up my mind to-day That I have had before, But did not finish,—some way back, I could not fix the year, Nor where it went, nor why it came

732 She rose to His Requirement—dropt The Playthings of Her Life To take the honorable Work Of Woman, and of Wife—

229 A Burdock—clawed my Gown— Not Burdock’s—blame— But mine— Who went too near

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