307 The One who could repeat the Summ… Were greater than itself—though H… Minutest of Mankind should be— And He—could reproduce the Sun—

802 Time feels so vast that were it no… For an Eternity— I fear me this Circumference Engross my Finity—

651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing

824 [first version] The Wind begun to knead the Grass… As Women do a Dough— He flung a Hand full at the Plain…

Nature, the gentlest mother, Impatient of no child, The feeblest or the waywardest, Her admonition mild In forest and the hill

207 Tho’ I get home how late—how late… So I get home—’twill compensate— Better will be the Ecstasy That they have done expecting me—

920 We can but follow to the Sun— As oft as He go down He leave Ourselves a Sphere behin… ’Tis mostly—following—

397 When Diamonds are a Legend, And Diadems—a Tale— I Brooch and Earrings for Myself… Do sow, and Raise for sale—

25 She slept beneath a tree— Remembered but by me. I touched her Cradle mute— She recognized the foot—

742 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre— Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action— Maintain—

5 I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing— The spring decoys. And as the summer nears—