690 Victory comes late— And is held low to freezing lips— Too rapt with frost To take it—

Part One: Life LIII GOD gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv…

914 I cannot be ashamed Because I cannot see The love you offer— Magnitude

XXIX THE nearest dream recedes, unreal… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school—boy

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

I have no life but this, To lead it here; Nor any death, but lest Dispelled from there; Nor tie to earths to come,

The Savior must have been A docile Gentleman— To come so far so cold a Day For little Fellowmen— The Road to Bethlehem

852 Apology for Her Be rendered by the Bee— Herself, without a Parliament Apology for Me.

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

My life had stood—a Loaded Gun— In Corners—till a Day The Owner passed—identified— And carried Me away— And now We roam in Sovereign Woo…

They shut me up in Prose— As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet— Because they liked me “still”— Still! Could themself have peeped…

550 I cross till I am weary A Mountain—in my mind— More Mountains—then a Sea— More Seas—And then