II OUR share of night to bear, Our share of morning, Our blank in bliss to fill, Our blank in scorning.

XXVIII A CHARM invests a face Imperfectly beheld,— The lady dare not lift her veil For fear it be dispelled.

“Why do I love” You, Sir? Because’— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer’—Wherefore when He pass She cannot keep Her place.

902 The first Day that I was a Life I recollect it—How still— That last Day that I was a Life I recollect it—as well—

Is it too late to touch you, Dear… We this moment knew - Love Marine and Love terrene - Love celestial too -

The Hills in Purple syllables The Day’s Adventures tell To little Groups of Continents Just going Home from School.

205 I should not dare to leave my frie… Because—because if he should die While I was gone—and I—too late— Should reach the Heart that wante…

LXVI WHEN I hoped I feared, Since I hoped I dared; Everywhere alone As a church remain;