878
The Sun is gay or stark
According to our Deed.
If Merry, He is merrier—
If eager for the Dead

531
We dream’—it is good we are dreami
It would hurt us’—were we awake’—
But since it is playing’—kill us,
And we are playing’—shriek’—

928
The Heart has narrow Banks
It measures like the Sea
In mighty—unremitting Bass
And Blue Monotony

376
Of Course’—I prayed’—
And did God Care?
He cared as much as on the Air
A Bird’—had stamped her foot’—

617
Don’t put up my Thread and Needle
I’ll begin to Sew
When the Birds begin to whistle—
Better Stitches—so—

348
I dreaded that first Robin, so,
But He is mastered, now,
I’m accustomed to Him grown,
He hurts a little, though—

765
You constituted Time—
I deemed Eternity
A Revelation of Yourself—
’Twas therefore Deity

134
Perhaps you’d like to buy a flower
But I could never sell—
If you would like to borrow,
Until the Daffodil

I died for beauty but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was la
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed

457
Sweet—safe—Houses—Glad—gay—
Sealed so stately tight—
Lids of Steel—on Lids of Marble—
Locking Bare feet out—