Unmissed But By His Dogs And By

The Man To Solitude Accustom'd Long, Perceives In Everything That Lives A Tongue; Not Animals Alone, But Shrubs And Trees Have Speech For Him, And Understood With Ease, After Long Drought When Rains Abundant Fall, He Hears The Herbs And Flowers Rejoicing All.

What Is It But A Map Of Busy Life, Its Fluctuations, And Its Vast Concerns?

Could He With Reason Murmur At His Case, Himself Sole Author Of His Own Disgrace?

Truth Is The Golden Girdle Of The Globe.

The Nurse Sleeps Sweetly, Hired To Watch The Sick, / Whom, Snoring, She Disturbs.