487 You love the Lord’—you cannot see… You write Him’—every day’— A little note’—when you awake’— And further in the Day.

606 The Trees like Tassels—hit—and sw… There seemed to rise a Tune From Miniature Creatures Accompanying the Sun—

862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.

33 If recollecting were forgetting, Then I remember not. And if forgetting, recollecting, How near I had forgot.

42 A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! Your prayers, oh Passer by! From such a common ball as this Might date a Victory!

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

His voice decrepit was with Joy - Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be To make Lips elderly That purled a moment since with G…

Whether they have forgotten Or are forgetting now Or never remembered - Safer not to know - Miseries of conjecture

Remorse– is Memory– awake - Her Parties all astir - A Presence of Departed Acts - At window– and at Door – Its Past - set down before the S…

Oh Shadow on the Grass, Art thou a Step or not? Go make thee fair my Candidate My nominated Heart - Oh Shadow on the Grass

753 My Soul—accused me—And I quailed… As Tongue of Diamond had reviled All else accused me—and I smiled— My Soul—that Morning—was My frie…

18 The Gentian weaves her fringes— The Maple’s loom is red— My departing blossoms Obviate parade.

719 A South Wind—has a pathos Of individual Voice— As One detect on Landings An Emigrant’s address.

A Route of Evanescence With a revolving Wheel— A Resonance of Emerald— A Rush of Cochineal— And every Blossom on the Bush