793 Grief is a Mouse— And chooses Wainscot in the Breas… For His Shy House— And baffles quest—

305 The difference between Despair And Fear—is like the One Between the instant of a Wreck And when the Wreck has been—

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.

878 The Sun is gay or stark According to our Deed. If Merry, He is merrier— If eager for the Dead

887 We outgrow love, like other things And put it in the Drawer— Till it an Antique fashion shows— Like Costumes Grandsires wore.

440 ’Tis customary as we part A trinket—to confer— It helps to stimulate the faith When Lovers be afar—

The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ‘T were easier for you To put the water back

65 I can’t tell you—but you feel it— Nor can you tell me— Saints, with ravished slate and pe… Solve our April Day!

The Butterfly in honored Dust Assuredly will lie But none will pass the Catacomb So chastened as the Fly -