A thought went up my mind to-day That I have had before, But did not finish,—some way back, I could not fix the year, Nor where it went, nor why it came

THE BAT is dun with wrinkled wi… Like fallow article, And not a song pervades his lips, Or none perceptible. His small umbrella, quaintly halve…

827 The Only News I know Is Bulletins all Day From Immortality. The Only Shows I see—

99 New feet within my garden go— New fingers stir the sod— A Troubadour upon the Elm Betrays the solitude.

724 It’s easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority—

735 Upon Concluded Lives There’s nothing cooler falls— Than Life’s sweet Calculations— The mixing Bells and Palls—

984 ’Tis Anguish grander than Delight ’Tis Resurrection Pain— The meeting Bands of smitten Face We questioned to, again.

603 He found my Being—set it up— Adjusted it to place— Then carved his name—upon it— And bade it to the East

1540 As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away— Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy—

151 Mute thy Coronation— Meek my Vive le roi, Fold a tiny courtier In thine Ermine, Sir,

The nearest dream recedes, unreali… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school-boy Invites the race;