924 Love—is that later Thing than Dea… More previous—than Life— Confirms it at its entrance—And Usurps it—of itself—

Revolution is the Pod Systems rattle from When the Winds of Will are stirre… Excellent is Bloom But except its Russet Base

951 As Frost is best conceived By force of its Result— Affliction is inferred By subsequent effect—

It stole along so stealthy Suspicion it was done Was dim as to the wealthy Beginning not to own -

147 Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast— Grant God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest!

957 As One does Sickness over In convalescent Mind, His scrutiny of Chances By blessed Health obscured—

677 To be alive—is Power— Existence—in itself— Without a further function— Omnipotence—Enough—

432 Do People moulder equally, They bury, in the Grave? I do believe a Species As positively live

To make a prairie it takes a clove… One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.

900 What did They do since I saw The… Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the eagerness

XXXVII LOVE is anterior to life, Posterior to death, Initial of creation, and The exponent of breath.

789 On a Columnar Self— How ample to rely In Tumult—or Extremity— How good the Certainty

250 I shall keep singing! Birds will pass me On their way to Yellower Climes— Each—with a Robin’s expectation—

855 To own the Art within the Soul The Soul to entertain With Silence as a Company And Festival maintain