959 A loss of something ever felt I— The first that I could recollect Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect

877 Each Scar I’ll keep for Him Instead I’ll say of Gem In His long Absence worn A Costlier one

XII I CANNOT live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf

153 Dust is the only Secret— Death, the only One You cannot find out all about In his “native town.”

223 I Came to buy a smile—today— But just a single smile— The smallest one upon your face Will suit me just as well—

This quiet dust was gentlemen and… And lads and girls; Was laughter and ability and sighi… And frocks and curls; This passive place a summer’s nimb…

673 The Love a Life can show Below Is but a filament, I know, Of that diviner thing That faints upon the face of Noon…

547 I’ve seen a Dying Eye Run round and round a Room— In search of Something—as it seem… Then Cloudier become—

365 Dare you see a Soul at the White… Then crouch within the door— Red—is the Fire’s common tint— But when the vivid Ore

202 My Eye is fuller than my vase— Her Cargo—is of Dew— And still—my Heart—my Eye outweig… East India—for you!

159 A little bread—a crust—a crumb— A little trust—a demijohn— Can keep the soul alive— Not portly, mind! but breathing—wa…

Your Riches—taught me—Poverty. Myself—a Millionaire In little Wealths, as Girls could… Till broad as Buenos Ayre— You drifted your Dominions—

Death leaves Us homesick, who beh… Except that it is gone Are ignorant of its Concern As if it were not born. Through all their former Places,…