549 That I did always love I bring thee Proof That till I loved I never lived—Enough—

A drop fell on the apple tree, Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook,

354 From Cocoon forth a Butterfly As Lady from her Door Emerged—a Summer Afternoon— Repairing Everywhere—

310 Give little Anguish— Lives will fret— Give Avalanches— And they’ll slant—

237 I think just how my shape will ris… When I shall be “forgiven”— Till Hair—and Eyes—and timid Hea… Are out of sight—in Heaven—

475 Doom is the House without the Doo… ’Tis entered from the Sun— And then the Ladder’s thrown away… Because Escape—is done—

268 Me, change! Me, alter! Then I will, when on the Everlast… A Smaller Purple grows— At sunset, or a lesser glow

672 The Future—never spoke— Nor will He—like the Dumb— Reveal by sign—a syllable Of His Profound To Come—

724 It’s easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority—

218 Is it true, dear Sue? Are there two? I shouldn’t like to come For fear of joggling Him!

442 God made a little Gentian— It tried—to be a Rose— And failed—and all the Summer lau… But just before the Snows

I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility

172 ’Tis so much joy! ’Tis so much jo… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw!