415 Sunset at Night—is natural— But Sunset on the Dawn Reverses Nature—Master— So Midnight’s—due—at Noon.

354 From Cocoon forth a Butterfly As Lady from her Door Emerged—a Summer Afternoon— Repairing Everywhere—

446 I showed her Heights she never sa… “Would’st Climb,” I said? She said—"Not so"— “With me—” I said—With me?

37 Before the ice is in the pools— Before the skaters go, Or any check at nightfall Is tarnished by the snow—

559 It knew no Medicine— It was not Sickness—then— Nor any need of Surgery— And therefore—'twas not Pain—

God permit industrious angels Afternoons to play. I met one,—forgot my school-mates, All, for him, straightaway. God calls home the angels promptly

497 He strained my faith— Did he find it supple? Shook my strong trust— Did it then—yield?

LV MY country need not change her go… Her triple suit as sweet As when ’t was cut at Lexington, And first pronounced “a fit.”

172 ’Tis so much joy! ’Tis so much jo… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw!

957 As One does Sickness over In convalescent Mind, His scrutiny of Chances By blessed Health obscured—

979 This Merit hath the worst— It cannot be again— When Fate hath taunted last And thrown Her furthest Stone—