539 The Province of the Saved Should be the Art—To save— Through Skill obtained in Themsel… The Science of the Grave

984 ’Tis Anguish grander than Delight ’Tis Resurrection Pain— The meeting Bands of smitten Face We questioned to, again.

492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—

It dropped so low—in my Regard— I heard it hit the Ground— And go to pieces on the Stones At bottom of my Mind— Yet blamed the Fate that flung it…

The day came slow, till five o’clo… Then sprang before the hills, Like hindered rubies, or the light… A sudden musket spills. The purple could not keep the east…

884 As Everywhere of Silver With Ropes of Sand To keep it from effacing The Track called Land.

787 Such is the Force of Happiness— The Least—can lift a Ton Assisted by its stimulus— Who Misery—sustain—

454 It was given to me by the Gods— When I was a little Girl— They given us Presents most—you k… When we are new—and small.

145 This heart that broke so long— These feet that never flagged— This faith that watched for star i… Give gently to the dead—

76 Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea, Past the houses—past the headlands… Into deep Eternity—