439 Undue Significance a starving man… To Food— Far off—He sighs—and therefore—Ho… And therefore—Good—

467 We do not play on Graves— Because there isn’t Room— Besides—it isn’t even—it slants And People come—

Your Riches—taught me—Poverty. Myself—a Millionaire In little Wealths, as Girls could… Till broad as Buenos Ayre— You drifted your Dominions—

310 Give little Anguish— Lives will fret— Give Avalanches— And they’ll slant—

“Sic transit gloria mundi,” “How doth the busy bee,” “Dum vivimus vivamus,” I stay mine enemy! Oh “veni, vidi, vici!”

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,

235 The Court is far away— No Umpire—have I— My Sovereign is offended— To gain his grace—I’d die!

57 To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I,

904 Had I not This, or This, I said, Appealing to Myself, In moment of prosperity— Inadequate—were Life—

896 Of Silken Speech and Specious Sh… A Traitor is the Bee His service to the newest Grace Present continually

894 Of Consciousness, her awful Mate The Soul cannot be rid— As easy the secreting her Behind the Eyes of God.