March is the Month of Expectation… The things we do not know - The Persons of prognostication Are coming now - We try to show becoming firmness -

A shady friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind. The vane a little to the east

800 Two—were immortal twice— The privilege of few— Eternity—obtained—in Time— Reversed Divinity’—

450 Dreams—are well—but Waking’s bett… If One wake at morn— If One wake at Midnight—better— Dreaming—of the Dawn—

My Garden—like the Beach— Denotes there be—a Sea— That’s Summer— Such as These—the Pearls She fetches—such as Me

200 I stole them from a Bee— Because—Thee— Sweet plea— He pardoned me!

820 All Circumstances are the Frame In which His Face is set— All Latitudes exist for His Sufficient Continent—

718 I meant to find Her when I came— Death—had the same design— But the Success—was His—it seems— And the Surrender—Mine—

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

XLV DELIGHT becomes pictorial When viewed through pain,— More fair, because impossible That any gain.

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

I noticed People disappeared When but a little child - Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild - But did because they died

970 Color — Caste — Denomination — These — are Time's Affair — Death's diviner Classifying Does not know they are —

The bustle in a house The morning after death Is solemnest of industries Enacted upon earth,— The sweeping up the heart,