301 I reason, Earth is short— And Anguish—absolute— And many hurt, But, what of that?

368 How sick—to wait—in any place—but… I knew last night—when someone tri… Thinking—perhaps—that I looked ti… Or breaking—almost—with unspoken p…

224 I've nothing else—to bring, You k… So I keep bringing These— Just as the Night keeps fetching… To our familiar eyes—

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

562 Conjecturing a Climate Of unsuspended Suns— Adds poignancy to Winter— The Shivering Fancy turns

If I can stop one heart from brea… I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching… Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin

339 I tend my flowers for thee— Bright Absentee! My Fuchsia’s Coral Seams Rip—while the Sower—dreams—

475 Doom is the House without the Doo… ’Tis entered from the Sun— And then the Ladder’s thrown away… Because Escape—is done—

803 Who Court obtain within Himself Sees every Man a King— And Poverty of Monarchy Is an interior thing—

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

1100 The last Night that She lived It was a Common Night Except the Dying—this to Us Made Nature different

Awake ye muses nine, sing me a str… Unwind the solemn twine, and tie m… Oh the Earth was made for lovers,… For sighing, and gentle whispering… All things do go a courting, in ea…

979 This Merit hath the worst— It cannot be again— When Fate hath taunted last And thrown Her furthest Stone—