42 A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! Your prayers, oh Passer by! From such a common ball as this Might date a Victory!

857 Uncertain lease—develops lustre On Time Uncertain Grasp, appreciation Of Sum—

623 It was too late for Man— But early, yet, for God— Creation—impotent to help— But Prayer—remained—Our Side—

XXIX THE nearest dream recedes, unreal… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school—boy

I have no life but this, To lead it here; Nor any death, but lest Dispelled from there; Nor tie to earths to come,

Nature rarer uses yellow Than another hue; Saves she all of that for sunsets,… Prodigal of blue, Spending scarlet like a woman,

Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,

830 To this World she returned. But with a tinge of that— A Compound manner, As a Sod

The Butterfly upon the Sky, That doesn’t know its Name And hasn’t any tax to pay And hasn’t any Home Is just as high as you and I,

748 Autumn—overlooked my Knitting— Dyes—said He—have I— Could disparage a Flamingo— Show Me them—said I—

370 Heaven is so far of the Mind That were the Mind dissolved— The Site—of it—by Architect Could not again be proved—

They shut me up in Prose— As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet— Because they liked me “still”— Still! Could themself have peeped…