365 Dare you see a Soul at the White… Then crouch within the door— Red—is the Fire’s common tint— But when the vivid Ore

659 That first Day, when you praised… And said that I was strong— And could be mighty, if I liked— That Day—the Days among—

698 Life—is what we make of it— Death—we do not know— Christ’s acquaintance with Him Justify Him—though—

A Wind that rose Though not a Leaf In any Forest stirred But with itself did cold engage Beyond the Realm of Bird -

XXIV A NARROW fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not? His notice sudden is.

355 ’Tis Opposites—entice— Deformed Men—ponder Grace— Bright fires—the Blanketless— The Lost—Day’s face—

XIX I STARTED early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me,

370 Heaven is so far of the Mind That were the Mind dissolved— The Site—of it—by Architect Could not again be proved—

XXXVI I NEVER hear the word “escape” Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude.

246 Forever at His side to walk— The smaller of the two! Brain of His Brain— Blood of His Blood—