506 He touched me, so I live to know That such a day, permitted so, I groped upon his breast— It was a boundless place to me

707 The Grace—Myself—might not obtain… Confer upon My flower— Refracted but a Countenance— For I—inhabit Her—

312 Her—“last Poems”— Poets—ended— Silver—perished—with her Tongue— Not on Record—bubbled other,

528 Mine—by the Right of the White E… Mine—by the Royal Seal! Mine—by the sign in the Scarlet p… Bars—cannot conceal!

For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ectasty. For each beloved hour

779 The Service without Hope— Is tenderest, I think— Because ’tis unsustained By stint—Rewarded Work—

847 Finite’—to fail, but infinite to… For the one ship that struts the s… Many’s the gallant’—overwhelmed C… Nodding in Navies nevermore’—

Judgment is justest When the Judged, His action laid away, Divested is of every Disk But his sincerity.