XVI TO fight aloud is very brave, But gallanter, I know, Who charge within the bosom, The cavalry of woe.

224 I've nothing else—to bring, You k… So I keep bringing These— Just as the Night keeps fetching… To our familiar eyes—

HE preached upon “breadth” till i… The broad are too broad to define: And of “truth” until it proclaimed… The truth never flaunted a sign. Simplicity fled from his counterfe…

This quiet dust was gentlemen and… And lads and girls; Was laughter and ability and sighi… And frocks and curls; This passive place a summer’s nimb…

752 So the Eyes accost—and sunder In an Audience— Stamped—occasionally—forever— So may Countenance

The words the happy say Are paltry melody But those the silent feel Are beautiful—

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

353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—

564 My period had come for Prayer— No other Art—would do— My Tactics missed a rudiment— Creator—Was it you?

357 God is a distant—stately Lover— Woos, as He states us—by His Son… Verily, a Vicarious Courtship— “Miles”, and “Priscilla”, were su…

1540 As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away— Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy—

107 ’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away!

836 Truth—is as old as God— His Twin identity And will endure as long as He A Co-Eternity—