Who were “the Father and the Son” We pondered when a child, And what had they to do with us And when portentous told With inference appalling

I hide myself within my flower, That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too - And angels know the rest. I hide myself within my flower,

553 One Crucifixion is recorded—only— How many be Is not affirmed of Mathematics— Or History—

476 I meant to have but modest needs— Such as Content—and Heaven— Within my income—these could lie And Life and I—keep even—

327 Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see— As other Creatures, that have Eye… And know no other way—

We play at paste, Till qualified for pearl, Then drop the paste, And deem ourself a fool. The shapes, though, were similar,

987 The Leaves like Women interchange Exclusive Confidence— Somewhat of nods and somewhat Portentous inference.

845 Be Mine the Doom— Sufficient Fame— To perish in Her Hand!

593 I think I was enchanted When first a sombre Girl— I read that Foreign Lady— The Dark—felt beautiful—

CXXXVI I STEPPED from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head I felt, About my feet the sea.

430 It would never be Common—more—I s… Difference—had begun— Many a bitterness—had been— But that old sort—was done—

633 When Bells stop ringing—Church—be… The Positive—of Bells— When Cogs—stop—that's Circumferen… The Ultimate—of Wheels.

977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair

803 Who Court obtain within Himself Sees every Man a King— And Poverty of Monarchy Is an interior thing—