445 ’Twas just this time, last year,… I know I heard the Corn, When I was carried by the Farms— It had the Tassels on—

910 Experience is the Angled Road Preferred against the Mind By—Paradox—the Mind itself— Presuming it to lead

689 The Zeroes—taught us—Phosphorous— We learned to like the Fire By playing Glaciers—when a Boy— And Tinder—guessed—by power

972 Unfulfilled to Observation— Incomplete—to Eye— But to Faith—a Revolution In Locality—

146 On such a night, or such a night, Would anybody care If such a little figure Slipped quiet from its chair—

804 No Notice gave She, but a Change… No Message, but a Sigh— For Whom, the Time did not suffic… That She should specify.

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

34 Garland for Queens, may be— Laurels—for rare degree Of soul or sword. Ah—but remembering me—

There cam a Wind like a Bugle - It quivered through the Grass And a Green Chill upon the Heat So ominous did pass We barred the Windows and the Doo…

415 Sunset at Night—is natural— But Sunset on the Dawn Reverses Nature—Master— So Midnight’s—due—at Noon.

218 Is it true, dear Sue? Are there two? I shouldn’t like to come For fear of joggling Him!

239 “Heaven”—is what I cannot reach! The Apple on the Tree— Provided it do hopeless—hang— That—"He aven" is—to Me!