440 ’Tis customary as we part A trinket—to confer— It helps to stimulate the faith When Lovers be afar—

808 So set its Sun in Thee What Day be dark to me— What Distance—far— So I the Ships may see

604 Unto my Books—so good to turn— Far ends of tired Days— It half endears the Abstinence— And Pain—is missed—in Praise—

I felt a cleaving in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind I strove to jo…

600 It troubled me as once I was— For I was once a Child— Concluding how an Atom—fell— And yet the Heavens—held—

200 I stole them from a Bee— Because—Thee— Sweet plea— He pardoned me!

392 Through the Dark Sod—as Educatio… The Lily passes sure— Feels her white foot—no trepidatio… Her faith—no fear—

86 South Winds jostle them— Bumblebees come— Hover—hesitate— Dri nk, and are gone—

XVII SHE rose to his requirement, drop… The playthings of her life To take the honorable work Of woman and of wife.

I never hear the word 'escape’ Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude. I never hear of prisons broad