925 Struck, was I, not yet by Lightni… Lightning—lets away Power to perceive His Process With Vitality.

947 Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause? “A Soul has gone to Heaven” I’m answered in a lonesome tone— Is Heaven then a Prison?

LVII EXCEPT the heaven had come so n… So seemed to choose my door, The distance would not haunt me so… I had not hoped before.

660 ’Tis good—the looking back on Gri… To re-endure a Day— We thought the Mighty Funeral— Of All Conceived Joy—

44 If she had been the Mistletoe And I had been the Rose— How gay upon your table My velvet life to close—

312 Her—last Poems— Poets ended— Silver—perished—with her Tongue— Not on Record—bubbled Other,

814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.

372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—

847 Finite’—to fail, but infinite to… For the one ship that struts the s… Many’s the gallant’—overwhelmed C… Nodding in Navies nevermore’—

999 Superfluous were the Sun When Excellence be dead He were superfluous every Day For every Day be said

Your Riches—taught me—Poverty. Myself—a Millionaire In little Wealths, as Girls could… Till broad as Buenos Ayre— You drifted your Dominions—

I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility