403 The Winters are so short— I’m hardly justified In sending all the Birds away— And moving into Pod—

653 Of Being is a Bird The likest to the Down An Easy Breeze do put afloat The General Heavens—upon—

713 Fame of Myself, to justify, All other Plaudit be Superfluous—An Incense Beyond Necessity—

521 Endow the Living—with the Tears— You squander on the Dead, And They were Men and Women—now, Around Your Fireside—

961 Wert Thou but ill—that I might sh… How long a Day I could endure Though thine attention stop not on… Nor the least signal, Me assure—

XXII I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity.

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—

373 I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way— And so I deck, a little,

If I can stop one heart from brea… I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching… Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin

It’s thoughts—and just One Heart— And Old Sunshine—about— Make frugal—Ones—Content— And two or three—for Company— Upon a Holiday—

871 The Sun and Moon must make their… The Stars express around For in the Zones of Paradise The Lord alone is burned—

486 I was the slightest in the House— I took the smallest Room— At night, my little Lamp, and Boo… And one Geranium—