593 I think I was enchanted When first a sombre Girl— I read that Foreign Lady— The Dark—felt beautiful—

433 Knows how to forget! But could It teach it? Easiest of Arts, they say When one learn how

491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood

I watched the Moon around the Hou… Until upon a Pane— She stopped—a Traveller’s privile… And there upon I gazed—as at a stranger—

157 Musicians wrestle everywhere— All day—among the crowded air I hear the silver strife— And—walking—long before the morn—

Water makes many Beds For those averse to sleep - Its awful chamber open stands - Its Curtains blandly sweep - Abhorrent is the Rest

1035 Bee! I’m expecting you! Was saying Yesterday To Somebody you know That you were due—

540 I took my Power in my Hand— And went against the World— ’Twas not so much as David—had— But I—was twice as bold—

760 Most she touched me by her mutenes… Most she won me by the way She presented her small figure— Plea itself—for Charity—

400 A Tongue—to tell Him I am true! Its fee—to be of Gold— Had Nature—in Her monstrous Hous… A single Ragged Child—

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…

111 The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially—