XVI TO fight aloud is very brave, But gallanter, I know, Who charge within the bosom, The cavalry of woe.

589 The Night was wide, and furnished… With but a single Star— That often as a Cloud it met— Blew out itself—for fear—

590 Did you ever stand in a Cavern’s… Widths out of the Sun— And look—and shudder, and block yo… And deem to be alone

369 She lay as if at play Her life had leaped away— Intending to return— But not so soon—

Between My Country—and the Other… There is a Sea— But Flowers—negotiate between us— As Ministry.

753 My Soul—accused me—And I quailed… As Tongue of Diamond had reviled All else accused me—and I smiled— My Soul—that Morning—was My frie…

553 One Crucifixion is recorded—only— How many be Is not affirmed of Mathematics— Or History—

289 I know some lonely Houses off the… A Robber’d like the look of— Wooden barred, And Windows hanging low,

857 Uncertain lease—develops lustre On Time Uncertain Grasp, appreciation Of Sum—

121 As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread— As brooks in deserts babble sweet

12 The morns are meeker than they wer… The nuts are getting brown— The berry’s cheek is plumper— The Rose is out of town.

263 Is all that pins the Soul That stands for Deity, to Mine, Upon my side the Veil— Once witnessed of the Gauze—