Silence is all we dread. There’s Ransom in a Voice - But Silence is Infinity. Himself have not a face.

720 No Prisoner be— Where Liberty— Himself—abide with Thee—

715 The World—feels Dusty When We stop to Die— We want the Dew—then— Honors—taste dry—

204 I’ll tell you how the Sun rose— A Ribbon at a time— The Steeples swam in Amethyst— The news, like Squirrels, ran—

403 The Winters are so short— I’m hardly justified In sending all the Birds away— And moving into Pod—

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

502 At least—to pray—is left—is left— Oh Jesus—in the Air— I know not which thy chamber is— I’m knocking—everywhere—

594 The Battle fought between the Sou… And No Man—is the One Of all the Battles prevalent— By far the Greater One—

54 If I should die, And you should live— And time should gurgle on— And morn should beam—

628 They called me to the Window, for “ ’Twas Sunset”—Some one said— I only saw a Sapphire Farm— And just a Single Herd—

XIX I STARTED early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me,

31 Summer for thee, grant I may be When Summer days are flown! Thy music still, when Whipporwill And Oriole—are done!

I like to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step Around a pile of mountains,

Water makes many Beds For those averse to sleep - Its awful chamber open stands - Its Curtains blandly sweep - Abhorrent is the Rest