Presentiment is that long shadow o… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.

237 I think just how my shape will ris… When I shall be “forgiven”— Till Hair—and Eyes—and timid Hea… Are out of sight—in Heaven—

378 I saw no Way—The Heavens were st… I felt the Columns close— The Earth reversed her Hemisphere… I touched the Universe—

It stole along so stealthy Suspicion it was done Was dim as to the wealthy Beginning not to own -

426 It don't sound so terrible—quite—a… I run it over—"Dead", Brain, "De… Put it in Latin—left of my school… Seems it don't shriek so—under rul…

955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.

428 Taking up the fair Ideal, Just to cast her down When a fracture—we discover— Or a splintered Crown—

No brigadier throughout the year So civic as the jay. A neighbor and a warrior too, With shrill felicity Pursuing winds that censure us

To see her is a Picture— To hear her is a Tune— To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June— To know her not—Affliction—

I found the phrase to every though… I ever had, but one; And that defies me,—as a hand Did try to chalk the sun To races nurtured in the dark;—

972 Unfulfilled to Observation— Incomplete—to Eye— But to Faith—a Revolution In Locality—