543 I fear a Man of frugal Speech— I fear a Silent Man— Haranguer—I can overtake— Or Babbler—entertain—

Publication—is the Auction Of the Mind of Man— Poverty—be justifying For so foul a thing Possibly—but We—would rather

415 Sunset at Night—is natural— But Sunset on the Dawn Reverses Nature—Master— So Midnight's—due—at Noon.

769 One and One—are One— Two—be finished using— Well enough for schools— But for minor Choosing—

XLVII IS Heaven a physician? They say that He can heal; But medicine posthumous Is unavailable.

437 Prayer is the little implement Through which Men reach Where Presence—is denied them. They fling their Speech

The show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be. Fair play—

90 Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered thro’ the village—

566 A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink— I hunted all the Sand— I caught the Dripping of a Rock And bore it in my Hand—

I like to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step Around a pile of mountains,

534 We see—Comparatively— The Thing so towering high We could not grasp its segment Unaided—Yesterday—

61 Papa above! Regard a Mouse O’erpowered by the Cat! Reserve within thy kingdom