I hide myself within my flower, That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too - And angels know the rest. I hide myself within my flower,

923 How the Waters closed above Him We shall never know— How He stretched His Anguish to… That—is covered too—

1670 In Winter in my Room I came upon a Worm— Pink, lank and warm— But as he was a worm

403 The Winters are so short— I’m hardly justified In sending all the Birds away— And moving into Pod—

86 South Winds jostle them— Bumblebees come— Hover—hesitate— Dri nk, and are gone—

All men for Honor hardest work But are not known to earn - Paid after they have ceased to wor… In Infamy or Urn -

Much Madness is divinest Sense - To a discerning Eye - Much Sense– the starkest Madness… ’Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail -

183 I’ve heard an Organ talk, sometim… In a Cathedral Aisle, And understood no word it said— Yet held my breath, the while—

A narrow fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not, His notice sudden is. The grass divides as with a comb,

74 A Lady red—amid the Hill Her annual secret keeps! A Lady white, within the Field In placid Lily sleeps!