440 ’Tis customary as we part A trinket—to confer— It helps to stimulate the faith When Lovers be afar—

The Soul selects her own Society— Then—shuts the Door— To her divine Majority— Present no more— Unmoved—she notes the Chariots—pa…

257 Delight is as the flight— Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say— The Rainbow’s way—

396 There is a Languor of the Life More imminent than Pain— ’Tis Pain’s Successor—When the S… Has suffered all it can—

XII I CANNOT live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf

91 So bashful when I spied her! So pretty—so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find—

170 Portraits are to daily faces As an Evening West, To a fine, pedantic sunshine— In a satin Vest!

927 Absent Place—an April Day— Daffodils a-blow Homesick curiosity To the Souls that snow—

819 All I may, if small, Do it not display Larger for the Totalness— ’Tis Economy

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

677 To be alive—is Power— Existence—in itself— Without a further function— Omnipotence—Enough—

His bill an auger is, His head, a cap and frill. He laboreth at every tree,— A worm his utmost goal.

LVII EXCEPT the heaven had come so n… So seemed to choose my door, The distance would not haunt me so… I had not hoped before.