960 As plan for Noon and plan for Nig… So differ Life and Death In positive Prospective— The Foot upon the Earth

39 It did not surprise me— So I said—or thought— She will stir her pinions And the nest forgot,

369 She lay as if at play Her life had leaped away— Intending to return— But not so soon—

913 And this of all my Hopes This, is the silent end Bountiful colored, my Morning ros… Early and sere, its end

639 My Portion is Defeat—today— A paler luck than Victory— Less Paeans—fewer Bells— The Drums don’t follow Me—with tu…

‘And with what body do they come?’… Then they do come - Rejoice! What Door– What Hour– Run– ru… Illuminate the House! ‘Body!’ Then real– a Face and E…

’Twas comfort in her Dying Room To hear the living Clock— A short relief to have the wind Walk boldly up and knock— Diversion from the Dying Theme

My nosegays are for captives; Dim, long-expectant eyes, Fingers denied the plucking, Patient till paradise. To such, if they should whisper

Water makes many Beds For those averse to sleep - Its awful chamber open stands - Its Curtains blandly sweep - Abhorrent is the Rest

Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird —reach it! Curve by Curve —Sweep by Sweep — Round the Steep Air — Danger! What is that to Her?