Years I had been from home, And now, before the door I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine

308 I send Two Sunsets— Day and I—in competition ran— I finished Two—and several Stars— While He—was making One—

Warm in her Hand these accents li… While faithful and afar The Grace so awkward for her sake Its fond subjection wear -

776 The Color of a Queen, is this— The Color of a Sun At setting—this and Amber— Beryl—and this, at Noon—

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

XLII SURGEONS must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit,—Life!

703 Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird—reach it! Curve by Curve—Sweep by Sweep— Round the Steep Air—

788 Joy to have merited the Pain— To merit the Release— Joy to have perished every step— To Compass Paradise—

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

898 How happy I was if I could forget To remember how sad I am Would be an easy adversity But the recollecting of Bloom

949 Under the Light, yet under, Under the Grass and the Dirt, Under the Beetle’s Cellar Under the Clover’s Root,

515 No Crowd that has occurred Exhibit—I suppose That General Attendance That Resurrection—does—