34 Garland for Queens, may be— Laurels—for rare degree Of soul or sword. Ah—but remembering me—

831 Dying! To be afraid of thee One must to thine Artillery Have left exposed a Friend— Than thine old Arrow is a Shot

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

The soul selects her own society, Then shuts the door; On her divine majority Obtrude no more. Unmoved, she notes the chariot’s p…

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

Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –

427 I’ll clutch—and clutch— Next—One—Might be the golden touc… Could take it— Diamonds—Wait—

1763 Fame is a bee. It has a song— It has a sting— Ah, too, it has a wing.

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

Your Riches—taught me—Poverty. Myself—a Millionaire In little Wealths, as Girls could… Till broad as Buenos Ayre— You drifted your Dominions—

787 Such is the Force of Happiness— The Least—can lift a Ton Assisted by its stimulus— Who Misery—sustain—

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…

363 I went to thank Her— But She Slept— Her Bed—a funneled Stone— With Nosegays at the Head and Fo…