207 Tho’ I get home how late—how late… So I get home—’twill compensate— Better will be the Ecstasy That they have done expecting me—

Part Five: The Single Hound XLIX The duties of the Wind are few— To cast the ships, at Sea, Establish March, the Floods escor…

580 I gave myself to Him— And took Himself, for Pay, The solemn contract of a Life Was ratified, this way—

519 ’Twas warm—at first—like Us— Until there crept upon A Chill—like frost upon a Glass— Till all the scene—be gone.

I held a Jewel in my fingers’— And went to sleep’— The day was warm, and winds were p… I said 'Twill keep’— I woke’—and chid my honest fingers…

313 I should have been too glad, I se… Too lifted—for the scant degree Of Life’s penurious Round— My little Circuit would have sham…

I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility

Remembrance has a Rear and Front… ’Tis something like a House - It has a Garret also For Refuse and the Mouse. Besides the deepest Cellar

Growth of Man—like Growth of Nat… Gravitates within— Atmosphere, and Sun endorse it— Bit it stir—alone— Each—its difficult Ideal

Death is like the insect Menacing the tree, Competent to kill it, But decoyed may be. Bait it with the balsam,

These—saw Visions— Latch them softly— These—held Dimples— Smooth them slow— This—addressed departing accents—

It struck me every day The lightning was as new As if the cloud that instant slit And let the fire through. It burned me in the night,