163 Tho’ my destiny be Fustian— Hers be damask fine— Tho’ she wear a silver apron— I, a less divine—

450 Dreams—are well—but Waking’s bett… If One wake at morn— If One wake at Midnight—better— Dreaming—of the Dawn—

951 As Frost is best conceived By force of its Result— Affliction is inferred By subsequent effect—

THE LARGEST fire ever known Occurs each afternoon, Discovered is without surprise, Proceeds without concern: Consumes, and no report to men,

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

480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass

879 Each Second is the last Perhaps, recalls the Man Just measuring unconsciousness The Sea and Spar between.

12 The morns are meeker than they wer… The nuts are getting brown— The berry’s cheek is plumper— The Rose is out of town.

432 Do People moulder equally, They bury, in the Grave? I do believe a Species As positively live

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

715 The World—feels Dusty When We stop to Die— We want the Dew—then— Honors—taste dry—

Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,

931 Noon—is the Hinge of Day— Evening—the Tissue Door— Morning—the East compelling the s… Till all the World is ajar—