To see her is a Picture— To hear her is a Tune— To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June— To know her not—Affliction—

641 Size circumscribes—it has no room For petty furniture— The Giant tolerates no Gnat For Ease of Gianture—

23 I had a guinea golden— I lost it in the sand— And tho’ the sum was simple And pounds were in the land—

HE preached upon “breadth” till i… The broad are too broad to define: And of “truth” until it proclaimed… The truth never flaunted a sign. Simplicity fled from his counterfe…

537 Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity—

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—

607 Of nearness to her sundered Thing… The Soul has special times— When Dimness—looks the Oddity— Distinctness—easy—se ems—

548 Death is potential to that Man Who dies—and to his friend— Beyond that—unconspicuous To Anyone but God—

Publication—is the Auction Of the Mind of Man— Poverty—be justifying For so foul a thing Possibly—but We—would rather

831 Dying! To be afraid of thee One must to thine Artillery Have left exposed a Friend— Than thine old Arrow is a Shot

773 Deprived of other Banquet, I entertained Myself— At first—a scant nutrition— An insufficient Loaf—

355 ’Tis Opposites—entice— Deformed Men—ponder Grace— Bright fires—the Blanketless— The Lost—Day’s face—

170 Portraits are to daily faces As an Evening West, To a fine, pedantic sunshine— In a satin Vest!