897 How fortunate the Grave— All Prizes to obtain— Successful certain, if at last, First Suitor not in vain.

490 To One denied the drink To tell what Water is Would be acuter, would it not Than letting Him surmise?

323 As if I asked a common Alms, And in my wondering hand A Stranger pressed a Kingdom, And I, bewildered, stand—

83 Heart, not so heavy as mine Wending late home— As it passed my window Whistled itself a tune—

757 The Mountains—grow unnoticed— Their Purple figures rise Without attempt—Exhaustion— Assistance—or Applause—

455 Triumph—may be of several kinds— There’s Triumph in the Room When that Old Imperator—Death— By Faith

The Butterfly in honored Dust Assuredly will lie But none will pass the Catacomb So chastened as the Fly -

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

Remembrance has a Rear and Front… ’Tis something like a House - It has a Garret also For Refuse and the Mouse. Besides the deepest Cellar

330 The Juggler’s Hat her Country is… The Mountain Gorse—the Bee’s!

392 Through the Dark Sod—as Educatio… The Lily passes sure— Feels her white foot—no trepidatio… Her faith—no fear—

Success is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple Host