878 The Sun is gay or stark According to our Deed. If Merry, He is merrier— If eager for the Dead

176 I’m the little “Heart’s Ease”! I don’t care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away?

157 Musicians wrestle everywhere— All day—among the crowded air I hear the silver strife— And—walking—long before the morn—

There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind faded forests, Austin,

Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,

141 Some, too fragile for winter winds The thoughtful grave encloses— Tenderly tucking them in from fros… Before their feet are cold.

846 Twice had Summer her fair Verdure Proffered to the Plain— Twice a Winter’s silver Fracture On the Rivers been—

834 Before He comes we weigh the Time… ’Tis Heavy and ’tis Light. When He depart, an Emptiness Is the prevailing Freight.

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

179 If I could bribe them by a Rose I’d bring them every flower that g… From Amherst to Cashmere! I would not stop for night, or sto…

The nearest dream recedes, unreali… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school-boy Invites the race;

Years I had been from home, And now, before the door I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine