732 She rose to His Requirement—dropt The Playthings of Her Life To take the honorable Work Of Woman, and of Wife—

808 So set its Sun in Thee What Day be dark to me— What Distance—far— So I the Ships may see

A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun! Sometime, he dwelleth in the grass…

97 The rainbow never tells me That gust and storm are by, Yet is she more convincing Than Philosophy.

When Memory is full Put on the perfect Lid - This Morning’s finest syllable Presumptuous Evening said -

735 Upon Concluded Lives There’s nothing cooler falls— Than Life’s sweet Calculations— The mixing Bells and Palls—

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

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

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

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

537 Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity—

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,

170 Portraits are to daily faces As an Evening West, To a fine, pedantic sunshine— In a satin Vest!

XIV I’M ceded, I ’ve stopped being th… The name they dropped upon my face With water, in the country church, Is finished using now,