490 To One denied the drink To tell what Water is Would be acuter, would it not Than letting Him surmise?

The Sun kept setting—setting—stil… No Hue of Afternoon— Upon the Village I perceived From House to House ’twas Noon— The Dusk kept dropping—dropping—s…

183 I’ve heard an Organ talk, sometim… In a Cathedral Aisle, And understood no word it said— Yet held my breath, the while—

128 Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning’s flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how far the morning leaps—

226 Should you but fail at—Sea— In sight of me— Or doomed lie— Next Sun—to die—

552 An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye— Of Territory—Color— Circumference&mda sh;Decay—

Exhilaration is the Breeze That lifts us from the Ground And leaves us in another place Whose statement is not found - Returns us not, but after time

15 The Guest is gold and crimson— An Opal guest and gray— Of Ermine is his doublet— His Capuchin gay—

690 Victory comes late— And is held low to freezing lips— Too rapt with frost To take it—

455 Triumph—may be of several kinds— There’s Triumph in the Room When that Old Imperator—Death— By Faith