The nearest dream recedes, unreali… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school-boy Invites the race;

Part Five: The Single Hound XLIX The duties of the Wind are few— To cast the ships, at Sea, Establish March, the Floods escor…

802 Time feels so vast that were it no… For an Eternity— I fear me this Circumference Engross my Finity—

A bird came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw. And then he drank a dew

22 All these my banners be. I sow my pageantry In May— It rises train by train—

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

100 A science—so the Savants say, “Comparative Anatomy”— By which a single bone— Is made a secret to unfold

784 Bereaved of all, I went abroad— No less bereaved was I Upon a New Peninsula— The Grave preceded me—

470 I am alive—I guess— The Branches on my Hand Are full of Morning Glory— And at my finger’s end—