An igstrawnary tail I vill tell you this veek-- I stood in the Court of A'Beckett the Beak, Vere Mrs. Jane Roney, a vidow, I see, ...

Wild Nights! Wild Nights! Were I with thee, Wild Nights should be Our luxury!

When roses cease to bloom, dear and violets are done, When bumblebees in solemn flight Have passed beyond the sun,

We like March, his shoes are purple, He is new and high; Makes he mud for dog and peddler, Makes he forest dry; Knows the adder...

This quiet dust was gentlemen and ladies And lads and girls; Was laughter and ability and sighing, And frocks and curls;

This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,--  The simple news that Nature told,  With tender majesty. 

There's been a death in the opposite house As lately as today. I know it by the numb look Such houses have alway.

There's a certain slant of light, On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.

There is a word Which bears a sword can pierce an armed man.

There came a wind like a bugle; It quivered through the grass, And a green chill upon the heat So ominous did pass We barred the w...

The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.

The only news I know Is bulletins all day From Immortality.

Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not.

The bustle in a house The morning after death Is solemnest of industries Enacted upon earth, - 

A drop fell on the apple tree, Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh.

Success is counted sweetest By those who ne'er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need.

A narrow fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him, -did you not? His notice sudden is.

She sweeps with many-colored brooms, And leaves the shreds behind; Oh, housewife in the evening west, Come back, and dust the pond!

My life closed twice before its close; It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,

I've known a Heaven like a tent To wrap its shining yards, Pluck up its stakes and disappear Without the sound of boards Or ri...