634 You’ll know Her—by Her Foot— The smallest Gamboge Hand With Fingers—where the Toes shoul… Would more affront the Sand—

515 No Crowd that has occurred Exhibit—I suppose That General Attendance That Resurrection—does—

925 Struck, was I, not yet by Lightni… Lightning—lets away Power to perceive His Process With Vitality.

651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing

677 To be alive—is Power— Existence—in itself— Without a further function— Omnipotence—Enough—

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

The Notice that is called the Spr… Is but a month from here - Put up my Heart thy Hoary work And take a Rosy Chair. Not any House the Flowers keep -

This quiet dust was gentlemen and… And lads and girls; Was laughter and ability and sighi… And frocks and curls; This passive place a summer’s nimb…

Silence is all we dread. There’s Ransom in a Voice - But Silence is Infinity. Himself have not a face.

229 A Burdock—clawed my Gown— Not Burdock’s—blame— But mine— Who went too near