How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!

625 ’Twas a long Parting—but the time For Interview—had Come— Before the Judgment Seat of God— The last—and second time

Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,

275 Doubt Me! My Dim Companion! Why, God, would be content With but a fraction of the Life— Poured thee, without a stint—

729 Alter! When the Hills do— Falter! When the Sun Question if His Glory Be the Perfect One—

538 ’Tis true—They shut me in the Col… But then—Themselves were warm And could not know the feeling ’tw… Forget it—Lord—of Them—

To make a prairie it takes a clove… One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.

448 This was a Poet—It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings— And Attar so immense

809 Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity— Unable they that love—to die

Good night! which put the candle o… A jealous zephyr, not a doubt. Ah! friend, you little knew How long at that celestial wick The angels labored diligent;