596 When I was small, a Woman died— Today—her Only Boy Went up from the Potomac— His face all Victory

Delight becomes pictorial When viewed through pain,— More fair, because impossible That any gain. The mountaln at a given distance

Lives he in any other world My faith cannot reply Before it was imperative ’Twas all distinct to me -

The thought beneath so slight a fi… Is more distincly seen,— As laces just reveal the surge, Or mists the Apennine.

952 A Man may make a Remark— In itself—a quiet thing That may furnish the Fuse unto a… In dormant nature—lain—

721 Behind Me’—dips Eternity’— Before Me’—Immortality’— Myself’—the Term between’— Death but the Drift of Eastern G…

849 The good Will of a Flower The Man who would possess Must first present Certificate

471 A Night—there lay the Days betwee… The Day that was Before— And Day that was Behind—were one— And now—'twas Night—was here—

30 Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town?

175 I have never seen “Volcanoes”— But, when Travellers tell How those old—phlegmatic mountains Usually so still—

444 It feels a shame to be Alive— When Men so brave—are dead— One envies the Distinguished Dust… Permitted—such a Head—

A door just opened on a street— I, lost, was passing by— An instant’s width of warmth discl… And wealth, and company. The door as sudden shut, and I,

964 “Unto Me?” I do not know you— Where may be your House? “I am Jesus—Late of Judea— Now—of Paradise”—

622 To know just how He suffered—woul… To know if any Human eyes were ne… To whom He could entrust His wave… Until it settle broad—on Paradise…

421 A Charm invests a face Imperfectly beheld— The Lady dare not lift her Veil For fear it be dispelled—