994 Partake as doth the Bee, Abstemiously. The Rose is an Estate— In Sicily.

414 ’Twas like a Maelstrom, with a no… That nearer, every Day, Kept narrowing its boiling Wheel Until the Agony

997 Crumbling is not an instant’s Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation’s processes Are organized Decays.

28 So has a Daisy vanished From the fields today— So tiptoed many a slipper To Paradise away—

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…

110 Artists wrestled here! Lo, a tint Cashmere! Lo, a Rose! Student of the Year!

601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—

597 It always felt to me—a wrong To that Old Moses—done— To let him see—the Canaan— Without the entering—

898 How happy I was if I could forget To remember how sad I am Would be an easy adversity But the recollecting of Bloom

604 Unto my Books—so good to turn— Far ends of tired Days— It half endears the Abstinence— And Pain—is missed—in Praise—

788 Joy to have merited the Pain— To merit the Release— Joy to have perished every step— To Compass Paradise—

Death leaves Us homesick, who beh… Except that it is gone Are ignorant of its Concern As if it were not born. Through all their former Places,…

My life closed twice before its cl… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless to conceive