Safe in their Alabaster Chambers— Untouched by Morning— and untouched by noon— Sleep the meek members of the Res… Rafter of Satin and Roof of Ston…

There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons— That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes— Heavenly Hurt, it gives us—

The earth has many keys, Where melody is not Is the unknown peninsula. Beauty is nature’s fact. But witness for her land,

954 The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust—

522 Had I presumed to hope— The loss had been to Me A Value—for the Greatness’ Sake— As Giants—gone away—

949 Under the Light, yet under, Under the Grass and the Dirt, Under the Beetle’s Cellar Under the Clover’s Root,

246 Forever at His side to walk— The smaller of the two! Brain of His Brain— Blood of His Blood—

515 No Crowd that has occurred Exhibit—I suppose That General Attendance That Resurrection—does—

840 I cannot buy it—’tis not sold— There is no other in the World— Mine was the only one I was so happy I forgot

I never saw a moor; I never saw the sea, Yet know I how the heather looks And what a billow be. I never spoke with God,

Lightly stepped a yellow star To its lofty place - Loosed the Moon her silver hat From her lustral Face - All of Evening softly lit