XLV DELIGHT becomes pictorial When viewed through pain,— More fair, because impossible That any gain.

101 Will there really be a “Morning”? Is there such a thing as “Day”? Could I see it from the mountains If I were as tall as they?

537 Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity—

28 So has a Daisy vanished From the fields today— So tiptoed many a slipper To Paradise away—

631 Ourselves were wed one summer—dear… Your Vision—was in June— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied—too—of mine—

527 To put this World down, like a Bu… And walk steady, away, Requires Energy—possibly Agony— ’Tis the Scarlet way

872 As the Starved Maelstrom laps the… As the Vulture teased Forces the Broods in lonely Valle… As the Tiger eased

924 Love—is that later Thing than Dea… More previous—than Life— Confirms it at its entrance—And Usurps it—of itself—

The Road was lit with Moon and st… The Trees were bright and still - Descried I - by the distant Ligh… A Traveller on a Hill - To magic Perpendiculars

597 It always felt to me—a wrong To that Old Moses—done— To let him see—the Canaan— Without the entering—

509 If anybody’s friend be dead It’s sharpest of the theme The thinking how they walked alive… At such and such a time—