54 If I should die, And you should live— And time should gurgle on— And morn should beam—

462 Why make it doubt — it hurts it so… So sick — to guess — So strong — to know — So brave — upon its little Bed

679 Conscious am I in my Chamber, Of a shapeless friend— He doth not attest by Posture— Nor Confirm—by Word—

The Butterfly upon the Sky, That doesn’t know its Name And hasn’t any tax to pay And hasn’t any Home Is just as high as you and I,

481 The Himmaleh was known to stoop Unto the Daisy low— Transported with Compassion That such a Doll should grow

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

I held a Jewel in my fingers’— And went to sleep’— The day was warm, and winds were p… I said 'Twill keep’— I woke’—and chid my honest fingers…

811 The Veins of other Flowers The Scarlet Flowers are Till Nature leisure has for Terms As “Branch,” and “Jugular.”

327 Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see— As other Creatures, that have Eye… And know no other way—