748 Autumn—overlooked my Knitting— Dyes—said He—have I— Could disparage a Flamingo— Show Me them—said I—

375 The Angle of a Landscape— That every time I wake— Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ample Crack—

XXXVI I NEVER hear the word “escape” Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude.

412 I read my sentence—steadily— Reviewed it with my eyes, To see that I made no mistake In its extremest clause—

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

742 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre— Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action— Maintain—

88 As by the dead we love to sit, Become so wondrous dear— As for the lost we grapple Tho’ all the rest are here—

195 For this—accepted Breath— Through it—compete with Death— The fellow cannot touch this Crow… By it—my title take—

861 Split the Lark—and you’ll find th… Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled… Scantilly dealt to the Summer Mor… Saved for your Ear when Lutes be…

440 ’Tis customary as we part A trinket—to confer— It helps to stimulate the faith When Lovers be afar—

Are Friends Delight or Pain? Could Bounty but remain Riches were good - But if they only stay Ampler to fly away

The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ‘T were easier for you To put the water back