83
Heart, not so heavy as mine
Wending late home—
As it passed my window
Whistled itself a tune—

564
My period had come for Prayer—
No other Art—would do—
My Tactics missed a rudiment—
Creator—Was it you?

240
Ah, Moon’—and Star!
You are very far’—
But were no one
Farther than you’—

626
Only God’—detect the Sorrow’—
Only God’—
The Jehovahs’—are no Babblers’—
Unto God’—

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

929
How far is it to Heaven?
As far as Death this way—
Of River or of Ridge beyond
Was no discovery.

He fumbles at your spirit
As players at the keys
Before they drop full music on;
He stuns you by degrees,
Prepares your brittle substance

802
Time feels so vast that were it no
For an Eternity—
I fear me this Circumference
Engross my Finity—

28
So has a Daisy vanished
From the fields today—
So tiptoed many a slipper
To Paradise away—

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