957 As One does Sickness over In convalescent Mind, His scrutiny of Chances By blessed Health obscured—

506 He touched me, so I live to know That such a day, permitted so, I groped upon his breast— It was a boundless place to me

915 Faith—is the Pierless Bridge Supporting what We see Unto the Scene that We do not— Too slender for the eye

“I want”—it pleaded—All its life— I want—was chief it said When Skill entreated it—the last— And when so newly dead— I could not deem it late—to hear

603 He found my Being—set it up— Adjusted it to place— Then carved his name—upon it— And bade it to the East

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…

As from the earth the light Ballo… Asks nothing but release - Ascension that for which it was, Its soaring Residence. The spirit looks upon the Dust

31 Summer for thee, grant I may be When Summer days are flown! Thy music still, when Whipporwill And Oriole—are done!

Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,

Part One: Life LIV EXPERIMENT to me Is every one I meet. If it contain a kernel?