the prowling Bee

Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird—reach it! Curve by Curve—Sweep by Sweep— Round the Steep Air— Danger! What is that to Her? Better ...

A first Mute Coming— In the Stranger's House— A first fair Going— When the Bells rejoice— A first Exchange—of What hath mingled—been— Fo...

A Thought went up my mind today – That I have had before – But did not finish – some way back – I could not fix the Year – Nor where it went...

You've seen Balloons set — Haven't You? So stately they ascend — It is as Swans — discarded You, For Duties Diamond — Their Liquid F...

The Props assist the House – Until the House is Built – And then the Props withdraw – And adequate – Erect – The House support itself – And ...

The Judge is like the Owl— I've heard my Father tell— And Owls do build in Oaks— So here's an Amber Sill— That slanted in my Path— W...

Life—is what we make of it— Death—we do not know— Christ's acquaintance with Him Justify Him—though— He—would trust no stranger— Other—c...

I could bring You Jewels—had I a mind to— But You have enough—of those— I could bring You Odors from St. Domingo— Colors—from Vera Cruz— Ber...

Their Height in Heaven comforts not— Their Glory—nought to me— ’Twas best imperfect—as it was— I’m finite—I can’t see— The House of Supposit...

Each Life converges to some Centre— Expressed — or still — Exists in every Human Nature A Goal — Embodied (Admitted) scarcely to itself — it...

Have any like Myself Investigating March, New Houses on the Hill descried— And possibly a Church— That were not, We are sure— As lately as t...

Upon Concluded Lives There's nothing cooler falls— Than Life's sweet Calculations— The mixing Bells and Palls— Make Lacerating Tune—...

“Nature” is what We see— The Hill—the Afternoon— Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee— Nay—Nature is Heaven— “Nature” is what We hear— The Boboli...

As if the Sea should part And show a further Sea — And that — a further — and the Three But a presumption be — Of Periods of Seas — Unvisite...

In the commentary for F713 , I took a close look at the handwritten word "Eternity" from the original MS. In the commentary I note...

If He were living—dare I ask— And how if He be dead— And so around the Words I went— Of meeting them—afraid— I hinted Changes—Lapse of Time—...