944 I learned—at least—what Home coul… How ignorant I had been Of pretty ways of Covenant— How awkward at the Hymn

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

903 I hide myself within my flower, That fading from your Vase, You, unsuspecting, feel for me— Almost a loneliness.

531 We dream—it is good we are dreamin… It would hurt us—were we awake— But since it is playing—kill us, And we are playing—shriek—

Success is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple Host

228 Blazing in Gold and quenching in… Leaping like Leopards to the Sky Then at the feet of the old Horiz… Laying her spotted Face to die

42 A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! Your prayers, oh Passer by! From such a common ball as this Might date a Victory!

91 So bashful when I spied her! So pretty—so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find—

881 I’ve none to tell me to but Thee So when Thou failest, nobody. It was a little tie— It just held Two, nor those it he…

377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—

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