Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –

41 I robbed the Woods— The trusting Woods. The unsuspecting Trees Brought out their Burs and mosses

596 When I was small, a Woman died— Today—her Only Boy Went up from the Potomac— His face all Victory

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

XIX I STARTED early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me,

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—

473 I am ashamed’—I hide’— What right have I’—to be a Bride’… So late a Dowerless Girl’— Nowhere to hide my dazzled Face’—

The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.

There cam a Wind like a Bugle - It quivered through the Grass And a Green Chill upon the Heat So ominous did pass We barred the Windows and the Doo…