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Love - IV/DICKINSON

(LL, 4-8) What fortitude the soul contains, That it can so endure The accent of a coming foot, The opening of a door! 

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Love - I/DICKINSON

(LL, 1-4) You left me, sweet, two legacies, - A legacy of love A Heavenly Father would content, Had He the offer of; 

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Nature - I/DICKINSON

(LL, 9-16) How fair her conversation, A summer afternoon, - Her household, her assembly; And when the sun goes down Her voice among the aisles Incites the timid prayer Of the minutest cricket, The most unworthy flower. 

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Life - V/DICKINSON

(LL, 13-16) Then a silence suffuses the story, And a softness the teller's eye; And the children no further question, And only the waves reply. 

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Life - IV/DICKINSON

(LL, 16-18) For Heaven is a different thing Conjectured, and waked sudden in, And might o'erwhelm me so! 

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Life - III/DICKINSON

(LL, 7,8) Imps in eager caucus Raffle for my soul. 

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Life - II/DICKINSON

(LL, 5-8) Here a star, and there a star, Some lose their way. Here a mist, and there a mist, Afterwards - day! 

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Life - I/DICKINSON

(LL, 9-12) As he, defeated, dying On whose forbidden ear The distant strains of triumph Break, agonized and clear. 

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on being idolized/FROST

The wave sucks back and with the last of water It wraps a wisp of seaweed round my legs, And with the swift rush of its sandy dregs So undermines my barefoot stand I totter, And did I not take steps would be tipped over Like the ideal of some mistaken lover.

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a mood apart/FROST

Once down on my knees to growing plants I prodded the earth with a lazy tool In time with a medley  of sotto chants; But becoming aware of some boys from school Who had stopped outside the fence to spy, I stopped my song and almost heart, For any eye is an evil eye That looks in onto a mood apart. 

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too anxious for rivers/FROST

(LL, 14-16)  The world as we know is an elephant's howdah; The elephant stands on the back of a turtle; The turtle in turn on a rock in the ocean. 

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a young birch/FROST

(LL, 1-4) The birch begins to crack its outer sheath Of baby green and show the beneath, As whosoever likes the young and slight May well have noticed...  (LL, 8-9) The only native tree that dares to lean, Relying on its beauty, to the air.  

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sub urbe/VERLAINE

(LL, 13-15) The earth beneath their feet slips and cries, While huge twisted clouds overhead Wildly dishevel themselves. 

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savitri (Mahabharata)/VERLAINE

(LL, 9-12) Let Oblivion surround us, black and gloomy assassin, Or let bitter Longing make us its target, Like Savitri let us be impassive, yet Like her, in our soul let us bear a great design.

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initium/VERLAINE

(LL, 9-10) And her child's soul was shining through the sensual fullness of her gray-green eyes.

(L, 15) And I believe that it is coming, Passion