192 Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart!

733 The Spirit is the Conscious Ear. We actually Hear When We inspect—that’s audible— That is admitted—Here—

By homely gift and hindered Words The human heart is told Of Nothing - ‘Nothing’ is the force That renovates the World -

The Road was lit with Moon and st… The Trees were bright and still - Descried I - by the distant Ligh… A Traveller on a Hill - To magic Perpendiculars

Because I could not stop for Deat… He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselv… And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste,

519 ’Twas warm—at first—like Us— Until there crept upon A Chill—like frost upon a Glass— Till all the scene—be gone.

XXXVII LOVE is anterior to life, Posterior to death, Initial of creation, and The exponent of breath.

677 To be alive—is Power— Existence—in itself— Without a further function— Omnipotence—Enough—

595 Like Mighty Foot Lights—burned t… At Bases of the Trees— The far Theatricals of Day Exhibiting—to These—

949 Under the Light, yet under, Under the Grass and the Dirt, Under the Beetle’s Cellar Under the Clover’s Root,

185 “Faith” is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see— But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency.

396 There is a Languor of the Life More imminent than Pain— ’Tis Pain’s Successor—When the S… Has suffered all it can—

976 Death is a Dialogue between The Spirit and the Dust. “Dissolve” says Death—The Spirit… I have another Trust”—

637 The Child’s faith is new— Whole—like His Principle— Wide—like the Sunrise On fresh Eyes—