442 God made a little Gentian— It tried—to be a Rose— And failed—and all the Summer lau… But just before the Snows

977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair

HE preached upon “breadth” till i… The broad are too broad to define: And of “truth” until it proclaimed… The truth never flaunted a sign. Simplicity fled from his counterfe…

134 Perhaps you’d like to buy a flower… But I could never sell— If you would like to borrow, Until the Daffodil

Those fair—fictitious People— The Women—plucked away From our familiar Lifetime— The Men of Ivory— Those Boys and Girls, in Canvas—

We like March, his shoes are purp… He is new and high; Makes he mud for dog and peddler, Makes he forest dry; Knows the adder’s tongue his comin…

My nosegays are for captives; Dim, long-expectant eyes, Fingers denied the plucking, Patient till paradise. To such, if they should whisper

March is the Month of Expectation… The things we do not know - The Persons of prognostication Are coming now - We try to show becoming firmness -

438 Forget! The lady with the Amulet Forget she wore it at her Heart Because she breathed against Was Treason twixt?

816 A Death blow is a Life blow to S… Who till they died, did not alive… Who had they lived, had died but w… They died, Vitality begun.

His bill an auger is, His head, a cap and frill. He laboreth at every tree,— A worm his utmost goal.

Remorse– is Memory– awake - Her Parties all astir - A Presence of Departed Acts - At window– and at Door – Its Past - set down before the S…