145 This heart that broke so long— These feet that never flagged— This faith that watched for star i… Give gently to the dead—

The wind begun to rock the grass With threatening tunes and low,— He flung a menace at the earth, A menace at the sky. The leaves unhooked themselves fro…

970 Color — Caste — Denomination — These — are Time's Affair — Death's diviner Classifying Does not know they are —

The Beggar at the Door for Fame Were easily supplied But Bread is that Diviner thing Disclosed to be denied

170 Portraits are to daily faces As an Evening West, To a fine, pedantic sunshine— In a satin Vest!

732 She rose to His Requirement—dropt The Playthings of Her Life To take the honorable Work Of Woman, and of Wife—

289 I know some lonely Houses off the… A Robber’d like the look of— Wooden barred, And Windows hanging low,

959 A loss of something ever felt I— The first that I could recollect Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect

757 The Mountains—grow unnoticed— Their Purple figures rise Without attempt—Exhaustion— Assistance—or Applause—

368 How sick—to wait—in any place—but… I knew last night—when someone tri… Thinking—perhaps—that I looked ti… Or breaking—almost—with unspoken p…

Could Hope inspect her Basis Her Craft were done - Has a fictitious Charter Or it has none - Balked in the vastest instance

862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.