768 When I hoped, I recollect Just the place I stood— At a Window facing West— Roughest Air—was good—

957 As One does Sickness over In convalescent Mind, His scrutiny of Chances By blessed Health obscured—

607 Of nearness to her sundered Thing… The Soul has special times— When Dimness—looks the Oddity— Distinctness—easy—se ems—

675 Essential Oilsare wrung The Attar from the Rose Be not expressed by Sunsalone It is the gift of Screws

358 If any sink, assure that this, now… Failed like Themselves—and consci… Grew by the Fact, and not the Und… How Weakness passed—or Force—aros…

804 No Notice gave She, but a Change… No Message, but a Sigh— For Whom, the Time did not suffic… That She should specify.

620 It makes no difference abroad— The Seasons—fit—the same— The Mornings blossom into Noons— And split their Pods of Flame—

Between My Country—and the Other… There is a Sea— But Flowers—negotiate between us— As Ministry.

How fits his Umber Coat The Tailor of the Nut? Combined without a seam Like Raiment of a Dream - Who spun the Auburn Cloth?

372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—

909 I make His Crescent fill or lack— His Nature is at Full Or Quarter—as I signify— His Tides—do I control—