46 I keep my pledge. I was not called— Death did not notice me. I bring my Rose.

368 How sick—to wait—in any place—but… I knew last night—when someone tri… Thinking—perhaps—that I looked ti… Or breaking—almost—with unspoken p…

519 ’Twas warm—at first—like Us— Until there crept upon A Chill—like frost upon a Glass— Till all the scene—be gone.

48 Once more, my now bewildered Dove Bestirs her puzzled wings Once more her mistress, on the dee… Her troubled question flings—

The bustle in a house The morning after death Is solemnest of industries Enacted upon earth,— The sweeping up the heart,

12 The morns are meeker than they wer… The nuts are getting brown— The berry’s cheek is plumper— The Rose is out of town.

960 As plan for Noon and plan for Nig… So differ Life and Death In positive Prospective— The Foot upon the Earth

805 This Bauble was preferred of Bees… By Butterflies admired At Heavenly—Hopeless Distances— Was justified of Bird—

863 That Distance was between Us That is not of Mile or Main— The Will it is that situates— Equator—never can—

Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –

Whether they have forgotten Or are forgetting now Or never remembered - Safer not to know - Miseries of conjecture

492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—

100 A science—so the Savants say, “Comparative Anatomy”— By which a single bone— Is made a secret to unfold