Judgment is justest When the Judged, His action laid away, Divested is of every Disk But his sincerity.

Dare you see a Soul at the White… Then crouch within the door— Red—is the Fire’s common tint— But when the vivid Ore Has vanquished Flame’s conditions…

927 Absent Place—an April Day— Daffodils a-blow Homesick curiosity To the Souls that snow—

403 The Winters are so short— I’m hardly justified In sending all the Birds away— And moving into Pod—

1545 The Bible is an antique Volume— Written by faded men At the suggestion of Holy Spectre… Subjects—Bethlehem&mdash ;

988 The Definition of Beauty is That Definition is none— Of Heaven, easing Analysis, Since Heaven and He are one.

147 Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast— Grant God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest!

78 A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart… That sat it down to rest— Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Flowed silver to the West—

A drop fell on the apple tree, Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook,

115 What Inn is this Where for the night Peculiar Traveller comes? Who is the Landlord?