I had not minded—Walls— Were Universe—one Rock— And far I heard his silver Call The other side the Block— I’d tunnel—till my Groove

1100 The last Night that She lived It was a Common Night Except the Dying—this to Us Made Nature different

841 A Moth the hue of this Haunts Candles in Brazil. Nature’s Experience would make Our Reddest Second pale.

Not in this world to see his face Sounds long, until I read the pla… Where this is said to be But just the primer to a life Unopened, rare, upon the shelf,

410 The first Day’s Night had come— And grateful that a thing So terrible—had been endured— I told my Soul to sing—

729 Alter! When the Hills do— Falter! When the Sun Question if His Glory Be the Perfect One—

The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ‘T were easier for you To put the water back

His Heart was darker than the sta… For that there is a morn But in this black Receptacle Can be no Bode of Dawn

651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing