30 Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town?

537 Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity—

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

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,

XXII I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity.

122 A something in a summer’s Day As slow her flambeaux burn away Which solemnizes me. A something in a summer’s noon—

469 The Red—Blaze—is the Morning— The Violet—is Noon— The Yellow—Day—is falling— And after that—is none—

A Word dropped careless on a Page May stimulate an eye When folded in perpetual seam The Wrinkled Maker lie Infection in the sentence breeds

580 I gave myself to Him— And took Himself, for Pay, The solemn contract of a Life Was ratified, this way—

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