437 Prayer is the little implement Through which Men reach Where Presence—is denied them. They fling their Speech

705 Suspense—is Hostiler than Death— Death—tho’soever Broad, Is just Death, and cannot increas… Suspense—does not conclude –

472 Except the Heaven had come so nea… So seemed to choose My Door— The Distance would not haunt me s… I had not hoped—before—

8 There is a word Which bears a sword Can pierce an armed man— It hurls its barbed syllables

874 They won’t frown always—some sweet… When I forget to tease— They’ll recollect how cold I look… And how I just said “Please.”

415 Sunset at Night—is natural— But Sunset on the Dawn Reverses Nature—Master— So Midnight’s—due—at Noon.

438 Forget! The lady with the Amulet Forget she wore it at her Heart Because she breathed against Was Treason twixt?

964 “Unto Me?” I do not know you— Where may be your House? “I am Jesus—Late of Judea— Now—of Paradise”—

146 On such a night, or such a night, Would anybody care If such a little figure Slipped quiet from its chair—

60 Like her the Saints retire, In their Chapeaux of fire, Martial as she! Like her the Evenings steal

21 We lose—because we win— Gamblers—recollecting which Toss their dice again!

Are Friends Delight or Pain? Could Bounty but remain Riches were good - But if they only stay Ampler to fly away