476 I meant to have but modest needs— Such as Content—and Heaven— Within my income—these could lie And Life and I—keep even—

631 Ourselves were wed one summer’—dea… Your Vision’—was in June’— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied’—too’—of mine’—

463 I live with Him — I see His face… I go no more away For Visitor — or Sundown — Death's single privacy

493 The World—stands—solemner—to me— Since I was wed—to Him— A modesty befits the soul That bears another’s—name—

Wild Nights! Wild Nights! Were I with thee, Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile the winds

1035 Bee! I’m expecting you! Was saying Yesterday To Somebody you know That you were due—

‘Heavenly Father’ - take to thee The supreme iniquity Fashioned by thy candid Hand In a moment contraband - Though to trust us - seems to us

603 He found my Being—set it up— Adjusted it to place— Then carved his name—upon it— And bade it to the East

365 Dare you see a Soul at the White… Then crouch within the door— Red—is the Fire’s common tint— But when the vivid Ore

969 He who in Himself believes— Fraud cannot presume— Faith is Constancy’s Result— And assumes—from Home—

774 It is a lonesome Glee— Yet sanctifies the Mind— With fair association— Afar upon the Wind

553 One Crucifixion is recorded’—only… How many be Is not affirmed of Mathematics’— Or History’—

5 I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing— The spring decoys. And as the summer nears—