877 Each Scar I’ll keep for Him Instead I’ll say of Gem In His long Absence worn A Costlier one

752 So the Eyes accost—and sunder In an Audience— Stamped—occasionally—forever— So may Countenance

A Wind that rose Though not a Leaf In any Forest stirred But with itself did cold engage Beyond the Realm of Bird -

289 I know some lonely Houses off the… A Robber’d like the look of— Wooden barred, And Windows hanging low,

243 I’ve known a Heaven, like a Tent— To wrap its shining Yards— Pluck up its stakes, and disappear… Without the sound of Boards

933 Two Travellers perishing in Snow The Forests as they froze Together heard them strengthening Each other with the words

539 The Province of the Saved Should be the Art—To save— Through Skill obtained in Themsel… The Science of the Grave

544 The Martyr Poets—did not tell— But wrought their Pang in syllabl… That when their mortal name be num… Their mortal fate—encourage Some—

296 One Year ago—jots what? God—spell the word! I—can’t— Was’t Grace? Not that— Was’t Glory? That—will do—

343 My Reward for Being, was This. My premium—My Bliss— An Admiralty, less— A Sceptre—penniless—

Each life converges to some centre Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal, Admitted scarcely to itself, it ma…