It’s thoughts—and just One Heart— And Old Sunshine—about— Make frugal—Ones—Content— And two or three—for Company— Upon a Holiday—

863 That Distance was between Us That is not of Mile or Main— The Will it is that situates— Equator—never can—

920 We can but follow to the Sun— As oft as He go down He leave Ourselves a Sphere behin… ’Tis mostly—following—

54 If I should die, And you should live— And time should gurgle on— And morn should beam—

563 I could not prove the Years had f… Yet confident they run Am I, from symptoms that are past And Series that are done—

A House upon the Height— That Wagon never reached— No Dead, were ever carried down— No Peddler’s Cart—approached— Whose Chimney never smoked—

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

446 I showed her Heights she never sa… “Would’st Climb,” I said? She said—"Not so"— “With me—” I said—With me?

294 The Doomed—regard the Sunrise With different Delight— Because—when next it burns abroad They doubt to witness it—

38 By such and such an offering To Mr. So and So, The web of live woven— So martyrs albums show!

344 ’Twas the old—road—through pain— That unfrequented—One— With many a turn—and thorn— That stops—at Heaven—

373 I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way— And so I deck, a little,