26 It’s all I have to bring today— This, and my heart beside— This, and my heart, and all the fi… And all the meadows wide—

957 As One does Sickness over In convalescent Mind, His scrutiny of Chances By blessed Health obscured—

372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—

I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet now I know how the heather lo… And what a wave must be. I never spoke with God,

727 Precious to Me—She still shall be… Though She forget the name I bear… The fashion of the Gown I wear— The very Color of My Hair—

695 As if the Sea should part And show a further Sea— And that—a further—and the Three But a presumption be—

679 Conscious am I in my Chamber, Of a shapeless friend— He doth not attest by Posture— Nor Confirm—by Word—

357 God is a distant—stately Lover— Woos, as He states us—by His Son… Verily, a Vicarious Courtship— “Miles”, and “Priscilla”, were su…

890 From Us She wandered now a Year, Her tarrying, unknown, If Wilderness prevent her feet Or that Ethereal Zone

939 What I see not, I better see— Through Faith—my Hazel Eye Has periods of shutting— But, No lid has Memory—

881 I’ve none to tell me to but Thee So when Thou failest, nobody. It was a little tie— It just held Two, nor those it he…

856 There is a finished feeling Experienced at Graves— A leisure of the Future— A Wilderness of Size.

A little road not made of man, Enabled of the eye, Accessible to thill of bee, Or cart of butterfly. If town it have, beyond itself,

954 The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust—

336 The face I carry with me—last— When I go out of Time— To take my Rank—by—in the West— That face—will just be thine—