908 ’Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast T… No Station in the Day? ’Twas not thy wont, to hinder so— Retrieve thine industry—

24 There is a morn by men unseen— Whose maids upon remoter green Keep their Seraphic May— And all day long, with dance and g…

The day came slow, till five o’clo… Then sprang before the hills, Like hindered rubies, or the light… A sudden musket spills. The purple could not keep the east…

Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—

845 Be Mine the Doom— Sufficient Fame— To perish in Her Hand!

669 No Romance sold unto Could so enthrall a Man As the perusal of His Individual One—

428 Taking up the fair Ideal, Just to cast her down When a fracture—we discover— Or a splintered Crown—

933 Two Travellers perishing in Snow The Forests as they froze Together heard them strengthening Each other with the words

100 A science—so the Savants say, “Comparative Anatomy”— By which a single bone— Is made a secret to unfold

This quiet dust was gentlemen and… And lads and girls; Was laughter and ability and sighi… And frocks and curls; This passive place a summer’s nimb…

395 Reverse cannot befall That fine Prosperity Whose Sources are interior— As soon—Adversity