772 The hallowing of Pain Like hallowing of Heaven, Obtains at a corporeal cost— The Summit is not given

276 Many a phrase has the English lan… I have heard but one— Low as the laughter of the Cricke… Loud, as the Thunder’s Tongue—

Going to him! Happy letter! Tell… Tell him the page I didn’t write; Tell him I only said the syntax, And left the verb and the pronoun… Tell him just how the fingers hurr…

A House upon the Height— That Wagon never reached— No Dead, were ever carried down— No Peddler’s Cart—approached— Whose Chimney never smoked—

917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—

444 It feels a shame to be Alive— When Men so brave—are dead— One envies the Distinguished Dust… Permitted—such a Head—

To the bright east she flies, Brothers of Paradise Remit her home, Without a change of wings, Or Love’s convenient things,

I felt a cleaving in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind I strove to jo…

192 Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart!

726 We thirst at first—’tis Nature’s… And later—when we die— A little Water supplicate— Of fingers going by—

172 ’Tis so much joy! ’Tis so much jo… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw!

If all the griefs I am to have Would only come today, I am so happy I believe They’d laugh and run away. If all the joys I am to have