601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—

‘And with what body do they come?’… Then they do come - Rejoice! What Door– What Hour– Run– ru… Illuminate the House! ‘Body!’ Then real– a Face and E…

Renunciation—is a piercing Virtue… The letting go A Presence—for an Expectation— Not now— The putting out of Eyes—

How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!

760 Most she touched me by her mutenes… Most she won me by the way She presented her small figure— Plea itself—for Charity—

840 I cannot buy it—’tis not sold— There is no other in the World— Mine was the only one I was so happy I forgot

XXXIV WHO never lost, are unprepared A coronet to find; Who never thirsted, flagons And cooling tamarind.

228 Blazing in Gold and quenching in… Leaping like Leopards to the Sky Then at the feet of the old Horiz… Laying her spotted Face to die

An Antiquated Tree Is cherished of the Crow Because that Junior Foliage is di… To venerable Birds Whose Corporation Coat

Who were “the Father and the Son” We pondered when a child, And what had they to do with us And when portentous told With inference appalling