972 Unfulfilled to Observation— Incomplete—to Eye— But to Faith—a Revolution In Locality—

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,

325 Of Tribulation, these are They, Denoted by the White— The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Ran… Of Victors—designate—

717 The Beggar Lad—dies early— It’s Somewhat in the Cold— And Somewhat in the Trudging feet… And haply, in the World—

626 Only God—detect the Sorrow— Only God— The Jehovahs—are no Babblers— Unto God—

109 By a flower—By a letter— By a nimble love— If I weld the Rivet faster— Final fast—above—

I counted till they danced so Their slippers leaped the town, And then I took a pencil To note the rebels down. And then they grew so jolly

XLVII IS Heaven a physician? They say that He can heal; But medicine posthumous Is unavailable.

To die—takes just a little while— They say it doesn’t hurt— It’s only fainter—by degrees— And then—it’s out of sight— A darker Ribbon—for a Day—

I started Early– Took my Dog – And visited the Sea - The Mermaids in the Basement Came out to look at me - And Frigates - in the Upper Floo…