This quiet dust was gentlemen and… And lads and girls; Was laughter and ability and sighi… And frocks and curls; This passive place a summer’s nimb…

961 Wert Thou but ill—that I might sh… How long a Day I could endure Though thine attention stop not on… Nor the least signal, Me assure—

594 The Battle fought between the Sou… And No Man—is the One Of all the Battles prevalent— By far the Greater One—

154 Except to Heaven, she is nought. Except for Angels—lone. Except to some wide-wandering Bee A flower superfluous blown.

237 I think just how my shape will ris… When I shall be “forgiven”— Till Hair—and Eyes—and timid Hea… Are out of sight—in Heaven—

934 That is solemn we have ended Be it but a Play Or a Glee among the Garret Or a Holiday

828 The Robin is the One That interrupt the Morn With hurried—few—express Reports When March is scarcely on—

The Butterfly upon the Sky, That doesn’t know its Name And hasn’t any tax to pay And hasn’t any Home Is just as high as you and I,

Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate Whose table once a Guest but not The second time is set.

I breathed enough to learn the tri… And now, removed from air, I simulate the breath so well, That one, to be quite sure The lungs are stirless, must desce…

71 A throe upon the features— A hurry in the breath— An ecstasy of parting Denominated “Death”—

395 Reverse cannot befall That fine Prosperity Whose Sources are interior— As soon—Adversity