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

Pink, small, and punctual, Aromatic, low, Covert in April, Candid in May, Dear to the moss,

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

774 It is a lonesome Glee— Yet sanctifies the Mind— With fair association— Afar upon the Wind

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

XLIII I LIKE to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step

940 On that dear Frame the Years had… Yet precious as the House In which We first experienced Lig… The Witnessing, to Us—

806 A Planted Life—diversified With Gold and Silver Pain To prove the presence of the Ore In Particles—'tis when

5 I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing— The spring decoys. And as the summer nears—

863 That Distance was between Us That is not of Mile or Main— The Will it is that situates— Equator—never can—

314 Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling— Sometimes—scalps a Tree— Her Green People recollect it When they do not die—