646 I think to Live—may be a Bliss To those who dare to try— Beyond my limit to conceive— My lip—to testify—

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

Remembrance has a Rear and Front… ’Tis something like a House - It has a Garret also For Refuse and the Mouse. Besides the deepest Cellar

396 There is a Languor of the Life More imminent than Pain— ’Tis Pain’s Successor—When the S… Has suffered all it can—

A clock stopped—not the mantel’s Geneva’s farthest skill Can’t put the puppet bowing That just now dangled still. An awe came on the trinket!

742 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre— Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action— Maintain—

860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—

11 I never told the buried gold Upon the hill—that lies— I saw the sun—his plunder done Crouch low to guard his prize.

841 A Moth the hue of this Haunts Candles in Brazil. Nature’s Experience would make Our Reddest Second pale.

549 That I did always love I bring thee Proof That till I loved I never lived—Enough—

182 If I shouldn’t be alive When the Robins come, Give the one in Red Cravat, A Memorial crumb.