881 I’ve none to tell me to but Thee So when Thou failest, nobody. It was a little tie— It just held Two, nor those it he…

241 I like a look of Agony, Because I know it’s true— Men do not sham Convulsion, Nor simulate, a Throe—

She could not live upon the Past The Present did not know her And so she sought this sweet at la… And nature gently owned her The mother that has not a knell

343 My Reward for Being, was This. My premium—My Bliss— An Admiralty, less— A Sceptre—penniless—

835 Nature and God—I neither knew Yet Both so well knew me They startled, like Executors Of My identity.

800 Two—were immortal twice— The privilege of few— Eternity—obtained—in Time— Reversed Divinity’—

901 Sweet, to have had them lost For news that they be saved— The nearer they departed Us The nearer they, restored,

684 Best Gains—must have the Losses’… To constitute them—Gains—

550 I cross till I am weary A Mountain—in my mind— More Mountains—then a Sea— More Seas—And then

5 I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing— The spring decoys. And as the summer nears—