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—

879 Each Second is the last Perhaps, recalls the Man Just measuring unconsciousness The Sea and Spar between.

642 Me from Myself — to banish — Had I Art — Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart —

I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me. And frigates in the upper floor

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

372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—

No brigadier throughout the year So civic as the jay. A neighbor and a warrior too, With shrill felicity Pursuing winds that censure us

808 So set its Sun in Thee What Day be dark to me— What Distance—far— So I the Ships may see

492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—

322 There came a Day at Summer’s full… Entirely for me— I thought that such were for the… Where Resurrections—be—

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