548 Death is potential to that Man Who dies—and to his friend— Beyond that—unconspicuous To Anyone but God—

896 Of Silken Speech and Specious Sh… A Traitor is the Bee His service to the newest Grace Present continually

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

So much of Heaven has gone from E… That there must be a Heaven If only to enclose the Saints To Affidavit given. The Missionary to the Mole

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

204 A slash of Blue— A sweep of Gray— Some scarlet patches on the way, Compose an Evening Sky—

Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate Whose table once a Guest but not The second time is set.

199 I’m “wife”—I’ve finished that— That other state— I’m Czar—I’m “Woman” now— It’s safer so—

644 You left me—Sire—two Legacies— A Legacy of Love A Heavenly Father would suffice Had He the offer of—

965 Denial—is the only fact Perceived by the Denied— Whose Will—a numb significance— The Day the Heaven died—

93 Went up a year this evening! I recollect it well! Amid no bells nor bravoes The bystanders will tell!

378 I saw no Way—The Heavens were st… I felt the Columns close— The Earth reversed her Hemisphere… I touched the Universe—

649 Her Sweet turn to leave the Homes… Came the Darker Way— Carriages—Be Sure—and Guests—too… But for Holiday