71 A throe upon the features— A hurry in the breath— An ecstasy of parting Denominated “Death”—

282 How noteless Men, and Pleiads, st… Until a sudden sky Reveals the fact that One is rapt Forever from the Eye—

614 In falling Timbers buried— There breathed a Man— Outside—the spades—were plying— The Lungs—within—

184 A transport one cannot contain May yet a transport be— Though God forbid it lift the lid… Unto its Ecstasy!

720 No Prisoner be— Where Liberty— Himself—abide with Thee—

12 The morns are meeker than they wer… The nuts are getting brown— The berry’s cheek is plumper— The Rose is out of town.

644 You left me—Sire—two Legacies— A Legacy of Love A Heavenly Father would suffice Had He the offer of—

529 I’m sorry for the Dead—Today— It’s such congenial times Old Neighbors have at fences— It’s time o’ year for Hay.

788 Joy to have merited the Pain— To merit the Release— Joy to have perished every step— To Compass Paradise—

Wild Nights! Wild Nights! Were I with thee, Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile the winds

A Sloop of Amber slips away Upon an Ether Sea, And wrecks in Peace a Purple Tar… The Son of Ecstasy -

422 More Life—went out—when He went Than Ordinary Breath— Lit with a finer Phosphor— Requiring in the Quench—

972 Unfulfilled to Observation— Incomplete—to Eye— But to Faith—a Revolution In Locality—

353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—