854 Banish Air from Air— Divide Light if you dare— They’ll meet While Cubes in a Drop

204 I’ll tell you how the Sun rose— A Ribbon at a time— The Steeples swam in Amethyst— The news, like Squirrels, ran—

527 To put this World down, like a Bu… And walk steady, away, Requires Energy—possibly Agony— ’Tis the Scarlet way

38 By such and such an offering To Mr. So and So, The web of live woven— So martyrs albums show!

969 He who in Himself believes— Fraud cannot presume— Faith is Constancy’s Result— And assumes—from Home—

1763 Fame is a bee. It has a song— It has a sting— Ah, too, it has a wing.

I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet now I know how the heather lo… And what a wave must be. I never spoke with God,

979 This Merit hath the worst— It cannot be again— When Fate hath taunted last And thrown Her furthest Stone—

The Road was lit with Moon and st… The Trees were bright and still - Descried I - by the distant Ligh… A Traveller on a Hill - To magic Perpendiculars

89 Some things that fly there be— Birds—Hours—the Bumblebee— Of these no Elegy. Some things that stay there be—

308 I send Two Sunsets— Day and I—in competition ran— I finished Two—and several Stars— While He—was making One—

657 I dwell in Possibility— A fairer House than Prose— More numerous of Windows— Superior—for Doors—

101 Will there really be a “Morning”? Is there such a thing as “Day”? Could I see it from the mountains If I were as tall as they?