235 The Court is far away— No Umpire—have I— My Sovereign is offended— To gain his grace—I’d die!

Dying at my music! Bubble! Bubble! Hold me till the Octave’s run! Quick! Burst the Windows! Ritardando!

995 This was in the White of the Year… That—was in the Green— Drifts were as difficult then to t… As Daisies now to be seen—

As from the earth the light Ballo… Asks nothing but release - Ascension that for which it was, Its soaring Residence. The spirit looks upon the Dust

757 The Mountains—grow unnoticed— Their Purple figures rise Without attempt—Exhaustion— Assistance—or Applause—

909 I make His Crescent fill or lack— His Nature is at Full Or Quarter—as I signify— His Tides—do I control—

316 The Wind didn’t come from the Orc… Further than that— Nor stop to play with the Hay— Nor joggle a Hat—

109 By a flower—By a letter— By a nimble love— If I weld the Rivet faster— Final fast—above—

537 Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity—

170 Portraits are to daily faces As an Evening West, To a fine, pedantic sunshine— In a satin Vest!

852 Apology for Her Be rendered by the Bee— Herself, without a Parliament Apology for Me.

767 To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone— When One has failed to stop them— Is Human—but Divine

395 Reverse cannot befall That fine Prosperity Whose Sources are interior— As soon—Adversity

466 ’Tis little I—could care for Pear… Who own the ample sea— Or Brooches—when the Emperor— With Rubies—pelteth me—