528 Mine’—by the Right of the White… Mine’—by the Royal Seal! Mine’—by the Sign in the Scarlet… Bars’—cannot conceal!

562 Conjecturing a Climate Of unsuspended Suns— Adds poignancy to Winter— The Shivering Fancy turns

The Sea said 'Come’ to the Brook… The Brook said 'Let me grow’ - The Sea said 'Then you will be a… I want a Brook - Come now’! The Sea said 'Go’ to the Sea -

There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind faded forests, Austin,

176 I’m the little “Heart’s Ease”! I don’t care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away?

‘T was just this time last year I… I know I heard the corn, When I was carried by the farms,— It had the tassels on. I thought how yellow it would look

983 Ideals are the Fairly Oil With which we help the Wheel But when the Vital Axle turns The Eye rejects the Oil.

942 Snow beneath whose chilly softness Some that never lay Make their first Repose this Wint… I admonish Thee

39 It did not surprise me— So I said—or thought— She will stir her pinions And the nest forgot,

338 I know that He exists. Somewhere—in Silence— He has hid his rare life From our gross eyes.

134 Perhaps you’d like to buy a flower… But I could never sell— If you would like to borrow, Until the Daffodil

A DROP fell on the apple tree Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook,

So proud she was to die It made us all ashamed That what we cherished, so unknown To her desire seemed. So satisfied to go