773 Deprived of other Banquet, I entertained Myself— At first—a scant nutrition— An insufficient Loaf—

I counted till they danced so Their slippers leaped the town, And then I took a pencil To note the rebels down. And then they grew so jolly

184 A transport one cannot contain May yet a transport be— Though God forbid it lift the lid… Unto its Ecstasy!

Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –

192 Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart!

264 A Weight with Needles on the poun… To push, and pierce, besides— That if the Flesh resist the Heft… The puncture—coolly tries—

959 A loss of something ever felt I— The first that I could recollect Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect

Whose Pink career may have a clos… Portentous as our own, who knows? To imitate these Neighbors fleet In awe and innocence, were meet.

If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry....

90 Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered thro’ the village—

This quiet dust was gentlemen and… And lads and girls; Was laughter and ability and sighi… And frocks and curls; This passive place a summer’s nimb…