198 An awful Tempest mashed the air— The clouds were gaunt, and few— A Black—as of a Spectre’s Cloak Hid Heaven and Earth from view.

860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—

XCVI MY life closed twice before its c… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,

‘Heavenly Father’ - take to thee The supreme iniquity Fashioned by thy candid Hand In a moment contraband - Though to trust us - seems to us

158 Dying! Dying in the night! Won’t somebody bring the light So I can see which way to go Into the everlasting snow?

34 Garland for Queens, may be— Laurels—for rare degree Of soul or sword. Ah—but remembering me—

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

173 A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun!

786 Severer Service of myself I—hastened to demand To fill the awful Vacuum Your life had left behind—

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

My River runs to thee’— Blue Sea! Wilt welcome me? My River wait reply’— Oh Sea’—look graciously’— I’ll fetch thee Brooks

824 [first version] The Wind begun to knead the Grass… As Women do a Dough— He flung a Hand full at the Plain…