For oft when on my love seat I lie

Nor will loss of life boast thou wander'st in his colour

Happiness pride contentment surrounded them heavenly

however with surprising and sudden look of

When all at once I saw a crowd

And often is his gold complexion dimmd

Along the edge of an inlet

At the point when at the same time I saw a group

From relaxation and sleep which but thy pictures be

What mad pursuit What struggle to escape

we can make our lives heavenly

i can inform this with a moan

two roads diverged in a yellow wood

For those whom thou think'st thou dost topple

Somewhere ages and ages hence

Also, dost with poison war and infection abide

Life is real Life is earnest

The experience of my breasts

Lodgd with me useless though my soul more bent