917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—

892 Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstan… ’Tis well the name and age

357 God is a distant—stately Lover— Woos, as He states us—by His Son… Verily, a Vicarious Courtship— “Miles”, and “Priscilla”, were su…

501 This World is not Conclusion. A Species stands beyond— Invisible, as Music— But positive, as Sound—

There cam a Wind like a Bugle - It quivered through the Grass And a Green Chill upon the Heat So ominous did pass We barred the Windows and the Doo…

256 If I’m lost—now That I was found— Shall still my transport be— That once—on me—those Jasper Gate…

It dropped so low—in my Regard— I heard it hit the Ground— And go to pieces on the Stones At bottom of my Mind— Yet blamed the Fate that flung it…

191 The Skies can’t keep their secret… They tell it to the Hills— The Hills just tell the Orchards— And they—the Daffodils!