Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,

XLIV THE show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be.

No brigadier throughout the year So civic as the jay. A neighbor and a warrior too, With shrill felicity Pursuing winds that censure us

614 In falling Timbers buried— There breathed a Man— Outside—the spades—were plying— The Lungs—within—

872 As the Starved Maelstrom laps the… As the Vulture teased Forces the Broods in lonely Valle… As the Tiger eased

224 I've nothing else—to bring, You k… So I keep bringing These— Just as the Night keeps fetching… To our familiar eyes—

988 The Definition of Beauty is That Definition is none— Of Heaven, easing Analysis, Since Heaven and He are one.

21 We lose—because we win— Gamblers—recollecting which Toss their dice again!

866 Fame is the tine that Scholars le… Upon their Setting Names— The Iris not of Occident That disappears as comes—

XLIII I LIKE to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step

769 One and One—are One— Two—be finished using— Well enough for schools— But for minor Choosing—

673 The Love a Life can show Below Is but a filament, I know, Of that diviner thing That faints upon the face of Noon…

373 I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way— And so I deck, a little,