612 It would have starved a Gnat— To live so small as I— And yet I was a living Child— With Food’s necessity

842 Good to hide, and hear 'em hunt! Better, to be found, If one care to, that is, The Fox fits the Hound—

521 Endow the Living—with the Tears— You squander on the Dead, And They were Men and Women—now, Around Your Fireside—

548 Death is potential to that Man Who dies—and to his friend— Beyond that—unconspicuous To Anyone but God—

179 If I could bribe them by a Rose I’d bring them every flower that g… From Amherst to Cashmere! I would not stop for night, or sto…

871 The Sun and Moon must make their… The Stars express around For in the Zones of Paradise The Lord alone is burned—

782 There is an arid Pleasure— As different from Joy— As Frost is different from Dew— Like element—are they—

625 ’Twas a long Parting—but the time For Interview—had Come— Before the Judgment Seat of God— The last—and second time

161 A feather from the Whippoorwill That everlasting—sings! Whose galleries—are Sunrise— Whose Opera—the Springs—

The earth has many keys, Where melody is not Is the unknown peninsula. Beauty is nature’s fact. But witness for her land,