761 From Blank to Blank— A Threadless Way I pushed Mechanic feet— To stop—or perish—or advance—

852 Apology for Her Be rendered by the Bee— Herself, without a Parliament Apology for Me.

910 Experience is the Angled Road Preferred against the Mind By—Paradox—the Mind itself— Presuming it to lead

981 As Sleigh Bells seem in summer Or Bees, at Christmas show— So fairy—so fictitious The individuals do

461 A Wife—at daybreak I shall be— Sunrise—Hast thou a Flag for me? At Midnight, I am but a Maid, How short it takes to make a Brid…

The Butterfly in honored Dust Assuredly will lie But none will pass the Catacomb So chastened as the Fly -

987 The Leaves like Women interchange Exclusive Confidence— Somewhat of nods and somewhat Portentous inference.

907 Till Death’—is narrow Loving’— The scantest Heart extant Will hold you till your privilege Of Finiteness’—be spent’—

378 I saw no Way—The Heavens were st… I felt the Columns close— The Earth reversed her Hemisphere… I touched the Universe—

My Garden—like the Beach— Denotes there be—a Sea— That’s Summer— Such as These—the Pearls She fetches—such as Me

531 We dream—it is good we are dreamin… It would hurt us—were we awake— But since it is playing—kill us, And we are playing—shriek—

752 So the Eyes accost—and sunder In an Audience— Stamped—occasionally—forever— So may Countenance

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

253 You see I cannot see—your lifetim… I must guess— How many times it ache for me—toda… How many times for my far sake