923 How the Waters closed above Him We shall never know— How He stretched His Anguish to… That—is covered too—

The Savior must have been A docile Gentleman’— To come so far so cold a Day For little Fellowmen’— The Road to Bethlehem

Sometimes with the Heart Seldom with the Soul Scarcer once with the Might Few - love at all.

152 The Sun kept stooping’—stooping’—… The Hills to meet him rose! On his side, what Transaction! On their side, what Repose!

There is no Silence in the Earth… As that endured Which uttered, would discourage N… And haunt the World.

The Hills erect their Purple Hea… The Rivers lean to see Yet Man has not of all the Throng A Curiosity.

823 Not that We did, shall be the tes… When Act and Will are done But what Our Lord infers We woul… Had We diviner been—

690 Victory comes late— And is held low to freezing lips— Too rapt with frost To take it—

212 Least Rivers’—docile to some sea. My Caspian’—thee.

132 I bring an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching Next to mine, And summon them to drink;

71 A throe upon the features— A hurry in the breath— An ecstasy of parting Denominated “Death”—

391 A Visitor in Marl— Who influences Flowers— Till they are orderly as Busts— And Elegant—as Glass—

311 It sifts from Leaden Sieves— It powders all the Wood. It fills with Alabaster Wool The Wrinkles of the Road—

705 Suspense’—is Hostiler than Death’… Death’—tho’soever Broad, Is Just Death, and cannot increas… Suspense’—does not conclude’—