467 We do not play on Graves— Because there isn’t Room— Besides—it isn’t even—it slants And People come—

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

Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,

226 Should you but fail at—Sea— In sight of me— Or doomed lie— Next Sun—to die—

XCVI MY life closed twice before its c… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,

March is the Month of Expectation… The things we do not know - The Persons of prognostication Are coming now - We try to show becoming firmness -

XXXVIII THROUGH the straight pass of su… The martyrs even trod, Their feet upon temptation, Their faces upon God.

860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—

60 Like her the Saints retire, In their Chapeaux of fire, Martial as she! Like her the Evenings steal

The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day

91 So bashful when I spied her! So pretty—so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find—

450 Dreams—are well—but Waking’s bett… If One wake at morn— If One wake at Midnight—better— Dreaming—of the Dawn—

945 This is a Blossom of the Brain— A small—italic Seed Lodged by Design or Happening The Spirit fructified—