140 An altered look about the hills— A Tyrian light the village fills— A wider sunrise in the morn— A deeper twilight on the lawn—

God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv… My poignant luxury To own it, touch it, prove the fea…

111 The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially—

Are Friends Delight or Pain? Could Bounty but remain Riches were good - But if they only stay Ampler to fly away

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

785 They have a little Odor—that to m… Is metre—nay—’tis melody— And spiciest at fading—indicate— A Habit—of a Laureate—

547 I’ve seen a Dying Eye Run round and round a Room— In search of Something—as it seem… Then Cloudier become—

433 Knows how to forget! But could It teach it? Easiest of Arts, they say When one learn how

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

646 I think to Live—may be a Bliss To those who dare to try— Beyond my limit to conceive— My lip—to testify—

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

606 The Trees like Tassels—hit—and sw… There seemed to rise a Tune From Miniature Creatures Accompanying the Sun—

XXVIII I BRING an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching, next to min… And summon them to drink. Crackling with fever, they essay;