The Lovely Flowers Embarrass Me. They Make

That No Flake Of [snow] Fall On You Or Them - Is A Wish That Would Be A Prayer, Were Emily Not A Pagan.

What Will The Solemn Hemlock- What Will The Oak Tree Say?

The Spider As An Artist Has Never Been Employed- Though His Surpassing Merit Is Freely Certified.

His Mind Of Man, A Secret Makes I Meet Him With A Start He Carries A Circumference In Which I Have No Part.

I Do Not Like The Man Who Squanders Life For Fame; Give Me The Man Who Living Makes A Name.