676 Least Bee that brew— A Honey’s Weight Content Her smallest fraction hel… The Amber Quantity—

525 I think the Hemlock likes to stan… Upon a Marge of Snow— It suits his own Austerity— And satisfies an awe

‘Heavenly Father’ - take to thee The supreme iniquity Fashioned by thy candid Hand In a moment contraband - Though to trust us - seems to us

XXV BELSHAZZAR had a letter,— He never had but one; Belshazzar’s correspondent Concluded and begun

XXII I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity.

840 I cannot buy it—’tis not sold— There is no other in the World— Mine was the only one I was so happy I forgot

A narrow fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not, His notice sudden is. The grass divides as with a comb,

I breathed enough to learn the tri… And now, removed from air, I simulate the breath so well, That one, to be quite sure The lungs are stirless, must desce…

I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility

768 When I hoped, I recollect Just the place I stood— At a Window facing West— Roughest Air—was good—