253 You see I cannot see—your lifetim… I must guess— How many times it ache for me—toda… How many times for my far sake

993 We miss Her, not because We see— The Absence of an Eye— Except its Mind accompany Abridge Society

625 ’Twas a long Parting—but the time For Interview—had Come— Before the Judgment Seat of God— The last—and second time

I know a place where summer strive… With such a practised frost, She each year leads her daisies ba… Recording briefly, ‘Lost.’ But when the south wind stirs the…

550 I cross till I am weary A Mountain—in my mind— More Mountains—then a Sea— More Seas—And then

A Word dropped careless on a Page May stimulate an eye When folded in perpetual seam The Wrinkled Maker lie Infection in the sentence breeds

353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—

244 It is easy to work when the soul i… But when the soul is in pain— The hearing him put his playthings… Makes work difficult—then—

455 Triumph—may be of several kinds— There’s Triumph in the Room When that Old Imperator—Death— By Faith

Of so divine a Loss We enter but the Gain, Indemnity for Loneliness That such a Bliss has been.

375 The Angle of a Landscape— That every time I wake— Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ample Crack—

22 All these my banners be. I sow my pageantry In May— It rises train by train—