Lightly stepped a yellow star To its lofty place - Loosed the Moon her silver hat From her lustral Face - All of Evening softly lit

57 To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I,

787 Such is the Force of Happiness— The Least—can lift a Ton Assisted by its stimulus— Who Misery—sustain—

391 A Visitor in Marl— Who influences Flowers— Till they are orderly as Busts— And Elegant—as Glass—

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

896 Of Silken Speech and Specious Sh… A Traitor is the Bee His service to the newest Grace Present continually

It stole along so stealthy Suspicion it was done Was dim as to the wealthy Beginning not to own -

828 The Robin is the One That interrupt the Morn With hurried—few—express Reports When March is scarcely on—

The Black Berry—wears a Thorn in… But no Man heard Him cry— He offers His Berry, just the sam… To Partridge—and to Boy— He sometimes holds upon the Fence…

XXXVIII THROUGH the straight pass of su… The martyrs even trod, Their feet upon temptation, Their faces upon God.

809 Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity— Unable they that love—to die

Pink, small, and punctual, Aromatic, low, Covert in April, Candid in May, Dear to the moss,

236 If He dissolve – then – there is… Eclipse – at Midnight – It was dark – before – Sunset – at Easter –