284 The Drop, that wrestles in the Se… Forgets her own locality— As I—toward Thee— She knows herself an incense small…

619 Glee—The great storm is over— Four—have recovered the Land— Forty gone down together— Into the boiling Sand.

193 I shall know why—when Time is ove… And I have ceased to wonder why— Christ will explain each separate… In the fair schoolroom of the sky—

958 We met as Sparks—Diverging Flint… Sent various—scattered ways— We parted as the Central Flint Were cloven with an Adze—

933 Two Travellers perishing in Snow The Forests as they froze Together heard them strengthening Each other with the words

920 We can but follow to the Sun— As oft as He go down He leave Ourselves a Sphere behin… ’Tis mostly—following—

788 Joy to have merited the Pain— To merit the Release— Joy to have perished every step— To Compass Paradise—

66 So from the mould Scarlet and Gold Many a Bulb will rise— Hidden away, cunningly, From saga…