563 I could not prove the Years had f… Yet confident they run Am I, from symptoms that are past And Series that are done—

If I can stop one heart from brea… I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching… Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin

442 God made a little Gentian— It tried—to be a Rose— And failed—and all the Summer lau… But just before the Snows

479 She dealt her pretty words like B… How glittering they shone— And every One unbared a Nerve Or wantoned with a Bone—

To my quick ear the leaves conferr… The bushes they were bells; I could not find a privacy From Nature’s sentinels. In cave if I presumed to hide,

835 Nature and God—I neither knew Yet Both so well knew me They startled, like Executors Of My identity.

1510 How happy is the little Stone That rambles in the Road alone, And doesn’t care about Careers And Exigencies never fears—

281 ’Tis so appalling—it exhilarates— So over Horror, it half Captivate… The Soul stares after it, secure— A Sepulchre, fears frost, no more…

907 Till Death’—is narrow Loving’— The scantest Heart extant Will hold you till your privilege Of Finiteness’—be spent’—

470 I am alive—I guess— The Branches on my Hand Are full of Morning Glory— And at my finger’s end—

378 I saw no Way—The Heavens were st… I felt the Columns close— The Earth reversed her Hemisphere… I touched the Universe—

803 Who Court obtain within Himself Sees every Man a King— And Poverty of Monarchy Is an interior thing—