265 Where Ships of Purple—gently toss… On Seas of Daffodil— Fantastic Sailors—mingle— And then—the Wharf is still!

844 Spring is the Period Express from God. Among the other seasons Himself abide,

XVII WHEN night is almost done, And sunrise grows so near That we can touch the spaces, It ’s time to smooth the hair

836 Truth—is as old as God— His Twin identity And will endure as long as He A Co-Eternity—

Lives he in any other world My faith cannot reply Before it was imperative ’Twas all distinct to me -

XII I CANNOT live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf

All men for Honor hardest work But are not known to earn - Paid after they have ceased to wor… In Infamy or Urn -

952 A Man may make a Remark— In itself—a quiet thing That may furnish the Fuse unto a… In dormant nature—lain—

857 Uncertain lease—develops lustre On Time Uncertain Grasp, appreciation Of Sum—

601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—

275 Doubt Me! My Dim Companion! Why, God, would be content With but a fraction of the Life— Poured thee, without a stint—