Spring comes on the World - I sight the Aprils - Hueless to me until thou come As, till the Bee Blossoms stand negative,

714 Rest at Night The Sun from shining, Nature—and some Men— Rest at Noon—some Men—

173 A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun!

I know a place where summer strive… With such a practised frost, She each year leads her daisies ba… Recording briefly, ‘Lost.’ But when the south wind stirs the…

257 Delight is as the flight— Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say— The Rainbow’s way—

252 I can wade Grief— Whole Pools of it— I’m used to that— But the least push of Joy

385 Smiling back from Coronation May be Luxury— On the Heads that started with us… Being’s Peasantry—

226 Should you but fail at—Sea— In sight of me— Or doomed lie— Next Sun—to die—

XII I CANNOT live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf

Lightly stepped a yellow star To its lofty place - Loosed the Moon her silver hat From her lustral Face - All of Evening softly lit

They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the lune A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…