586 We talked as Girls do— Fond, and late— We speculated fair, on every subje… Of ours, none affair—

944 I learned—at least—what Home coul… How ignorant I had been Of pretty ways of Covenant— How awkward at the Hymn

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…

781 To wait an Hour—is long— If Love be just beyond— To wait Eternity—is short— If Love reward the end—

691 Would you like summer? Taste of o… Spices? Buy here! Ill! We have berries, for the par… Weary! Furloughs of down!

780 The Truth — is stirless — Other force — may be presumed to m… This — then — is best for confiden… When oldest Cedars swerve —

382 For Death—or rather For the Things 'twould buy— This—put away Life’s Opportunity—

393 Did Our Best Moment last— ‘Twould supersede the Heaven— A few—and they by Risk—procure— So this Sort—are not given—

Not in this world to see his face Sounds long, until I read the pla… Where this is said to be But just the primer to a life Unopened, rare, upon the shelf,

301 I reason, Earth is short— And Anguish—absolute— And many hurt, But, what of that?