786 Severer Service of myself I—hastened to demand To fill the awful Vacuum Your life had left behind—

Good night! which put the candle o… A jealous zephyr, not a doubt. Ah! friend, you little knew How long at that celestial wick The angels labored diligent;

661 Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit me

506 He touched me, so I live to know That such a day, permitted so, I groped upon his breast— It was a boundless place to me

128 Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning’s flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how far the morning leaps—

271 A solemn thing—it was—I said— A woman—white—to be— And wear—if God should count me f… Her blameless mystery—

A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun! Sometime, he dwelleth in the grass…

887 We outgrow love, like other things And put it in the Drawer— Till it an Antique fashion shows— Like Costumes Grandsires wore.

879 Each Second is the last Perhaps, recalls the Man Just measuring unconsciousness The Sea and Spar between.

442 God made a little Gentian— It tried—to be a Rose— And failed—and all the Summer lau… But just before the Snows