776 The Color of a Queen, is this— The Color of a Sun At setting—this and Amber— Beryl—and this, at Noon—

694 The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer’s Day—

632 The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and You—beside—

582 Inconceivably solemn! Things go gay Pierce—by the very Press Of Imagery—

A narrow fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not, His notice sudden is. The grass divides as with a comb,

41 I robbed the Woods— The trusting Woods. The unsuspecting Trees Brought out their Burs and mosses

How firm Eternity must look To crumbling men like me The only Adamant Estate In all Identity - How mighty to the insecure

XXVIII I BRING an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching, next to min… And summon them to drink. Crackling with fever, they essay;

867 Escaping backward to perceive The Sea upon our place— Escaping forward, to confront His glittering Embrace—

Those fair—fictitious People— The Women—plucked away From our familiar Lifetime— The Men of Ivory— Those Boys and Girls, in Canvas—