The grave my little cottage is, Where 'Keeping house’ for thee I make my parlor orderly And lay the marble tea. For two divided, briefly,

785 They have a little Odor—that to m… Is metre—nay—’tis melody— And spiciest at fading—indicate— A Habit—of a Laureate—

305 The difference between Despair And Fear—is like the One Between the instant of a Wreck And when the Wreck has been—

83 Heart, not so heavy as mine Wending late home— As it passed my window Whistled itself a tune—

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

861 Split the Lark—and you’ll find th… Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled… Scantilly dealt to the Summer Mor… Saved for your Ear when Lutes be…

777 The Loneliness One dare not sound… And would as soon surmise As in its Grave go plumbing To ascertain the size—

355 ’Tis Opposites—entice— Deformed Men—ponder Grace— Bright fires—the Blanketless— The Lost—Day’s face—

23 I had a guinea golden— I lost it in the sand— And tho’ the sum was simple And pounds were in the land—

XXXVI I NEVER hear the word “escape” Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude.