955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.

503 Better—than Music! For I—who hea… I was used—to the Birds—before— This—was different—’Twas Translat… Of all tunes I knew—and more—

300 ‘Morning’—means 'Milking’—to the… Dawn’—to the Teneriffe’— Dice’—to the Maid’— Morning means just Risk’—to the L…

152 The Sun kept stooping—stooping—lo… The Hills to meet him rose! On his side, what Transaction! On their side, what Repose!

634 You’ll know Her—by Her Foot— The smallest Gamboge Hand With Fingers—where the Toes shoul… Would more affront the Sand—

988 The Definition of Beauty is That Definition is none— Of Heaven, easing Analysis, Since Heaven and He are one.

870 Finding is the first Act The second, loss, Third, Expedition for The “Golden Fleece”

913 And this of all my Hopes This, is the silent end Bountiful colored, my Morning ros… Early and sere, its end

114 Good night, because we must, How intricate the dust! I would go, to know! Oh incognito!

710 The Sunrise runs for Both— The East—Her Purple Troth Keeps with the Hill— The Noon unwinds Her Blue