119 Talk with prudence to a Beggar Of “Potose,” and the mines! Reverently, to the Hungry Of your viands, and your wines!

The Soul selects her own Society— Then—shuts the Door— To her divine Majority— Present no more— Unmoved—she notes the Chariots—pa…

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

‘T was just this time last year I… I know I heard the corn, When I was carried by the farms,— It had the tassels on. I thought how yellow it would look

38 By such and such an offering To Mr. So and So, The web of live woven— So martyrs albums show!

217 Savior! I’ve no one else to tell— And so I trouble thee. I am the one forgot thee so— Dost thou remember me?

It dropped so low—in my Regard— I heard it hit the Ground— And go to pieces on the Stones At bottom of my Mind— Yet blamed the Fate that flung it…

It is an honorable thought, And makes one lift one’s hat, As one encountered gentlefolk Upon a daily street, That we’ve immortal place,

697 I could bring You Jewels—had I a… But You have enough—of those— I could bring You Odors from St.… Colors—from Vera Cruz—

497 He strained my faith— Did he find it supple? Shook my strong trust— Did it then—yield?

463 I live with Him — I see His face… I go no more away For Visitor — or Sundown — Death's single privacy

377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—

453 Love — thou art high — I cannot climb thee — But, were it Two — Who knows but we —

921 If it had no pencil Would it try mine— Worn—now—and dull—sweet, Writing much to thee.