388
Take your Heaven further on—
This—to Heaven divine Has gone—
Had You earlier blundered in
Possibly, e’en You had seen

WHEN I hoped I feared,
Since I hoped I dared;
Everywhere alone
As a church remain;
Spectre cannot harm,

655
Without this’—there is nought’—
All other Riches be
As is the Twitter of a Bird’—
Heard opposite the Sea’—

A narrow fellow in the grass
Occasionally rides;
You may have met him,—did you not,
His notice sudden is.
The grass divides as with a comb,

570
I could die’—to know’—
’Tis a trifling knowledge’—
News-Boys salute the Door’—
Carts’—joggle by’—

’Twas comfort in her Dying Room
To hear the living Clock -
A short relief to have the wind
Walk boldly up and knock -
Diversion from the Dying Theme

749
All but Death, can be Adjusted—
Dynasties repaired—
Systems—settled in their Sockets—
Citadels—dissolved—

275
Doubt Me! My Dim Companion!
Why, God, would be content
With but a fraction of the Life—
Poured thee, without a stint—

461
A Wife—at daybreak I shall be—
Sunrise—Hast thou a Flag for me?
At Midnight, I am but a Maid,
How short it takes to make a Brid

800
Two’—were immortal twice’—
The privilege of few’—
Eternity’—obtained’—in Time’—
Reversed Divinity’—