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

Whose Pink career may have a clos… Portentous as our own, who knows? To imitate these Neighbors fleet In awe and innocence, were meet.

A Sickness of this World it most… When Best Men die. A Wishfulness their far Condition To occupy. A Chief indifference, as Foreign

13 Sleep is supposed to be By souls of sanity The shutting of the eye. Sleep is the station grand

575 “Heaven” has different Signs—to m… Sometimes, I think that Noon Is but a symbol of the Place— And when again, at Dawn,

887 We outgrow love, like other things And put it in the Drawer— Till it an Antique fashion shows— Like Costumes Grandsires wore.

472 Except the Heaven had come so nea… So seemed to choose My Door— The Distance would not haunt me s… I had not hoped—before—

657 I dwell in Possibility— A fairer House than Prose— More numerous of Windows— Superior—for Doors—

462 Why make it doubt — it hurts it so… So sick — to guess — So strong — to know — So brave — upon its little Bed

956 What shall I do when the Summer t… What, when the Rose is ripe— What when the Eggs fly off in Mus… From the Maple Keep?

115 What Inn is this Where for the night Peculiar Traveller comes? Who is the Landlord?

782 There is an arid Pleasure— As different from Joy— As Frost is different from Dew— Like element—are they—

804 No Notice gave She, but a Change… No Message, but a Sigh— For Whom, the Time did not suffic… That She should specify.