582 Inconceivably solemn! Things go gay Pierce—by the very Press Of Imagery—

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

961 Wert Thou but ill—that I might sh… How long a Day I could endure Though thine attention stop not on… Nor the least signal, Me assure—

466 ’Tis little I—could care for Pear… Who own the ample sea— Or Brooches—when the Emperor— With Rubies—pelteth me—

336 The face I carry with me—last— When I go out of Time— To take my Rank—by—in the West— That face—will just be thine—

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…

46 I keep my pledge. I was not called— Death did not notice me. I bring my Rose.

71 A throe upon the features— A hurry in the breath— An ecstasy of parting Denominated “Death”—

883 The Poets light but Lamps— Themselves—go out— The Wicks they stimulate— If vital Light

How lonesome the Wind must feel N… When people have put out the Ligh… And everything that has an Inn Closes the shutter and goes in— How pompous the Wind must feel No…

38 By such and such an offering To Mr. So and So, The web of live woven— So martyrs albums show!