Delight becomes pictorial When viewed through pain,— More fair, because impossible That any gain. The mountaln at a given distance

693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—

To die—takes just a little while— They say it doesn’t hurt— It’s only fainter—by degrees— And then—it’s out of sight— A darker Ribbon—for a Day—

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

In snow thou comest - Thou shalt go with the resuming gr… The sweet derision of the crow, And Glee’s advancing sound. In fear thou comest -

567 He gave away his Life— To Us—Gigantic Sum— A trifle—in his own esteem— But magnified—by Fame—

93 Went up a year this evening! I recollect it well! Amid no bells nor bravoes The bystanders will tell!

139 Soul, Wilt thou toss again? By just such a hazard Hundreds have lost indeed— But tens have won an all—

She sweeps with many-colored broom… And leaves the shreds behind; Oh, housewife in the evening west, Come back, and dust the pond! You dropped a purple ravelling in,

57 To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I,

FATE slew him, but he did not dr… She felled’—he did not fall’— Impaled him on her fiercest stakes… He neutralized them all. She stung him, sapped his firm adv…