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

634 You’ll know Her—by Her Foot— The smallest Gamboge Hand With Fingers—where the Toes shoul… Would more affront the Sand—

150 She died—this was the way she died… And when her breath was done Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun—

816 A Death blow is a Life blow to S… Who till they died, did not alive… Who had they lived, had died but w… They died, Vitality begun.

999 Superfluous were the Sun When Excellence be dead He were superfluous every Day For every Day be said

342 It will be Summer—eventually. Ladies—with parasols— Sauntering Gentlemen—with Canes— And little Girls—with Dolls—

I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility

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

592 What care the Dead, for Chanticle… What care the Dead for Day? ’Tis late your Sunrise vex their… And Purple Ribaldry—of Morning

443 I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl— Life’s little duties do—precisely— As the very least Were infinite—to me—

693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—