- How firm Eternity must look
- How fits his Umber Coat
- How fleet—how indiscreet an one—
- How fortunate the Grave
- How good his Lava Bed
- How happy I was if I could forget
- How happy is the little Stone
- How Human Nature dotes
- How know it from a Summer’s Day?
- How lonesome the Wind must feel Nights—
- How many Flowers fail in Wood
- How many schemes may die
- How many times these low feet staggered
- How much of Source escapes with thee—
- How much the present moment means
- How News must feel when travelling
- How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand
- How ruthless are the gentle—
- How sick—to wait—in any place—but thine
- How slow the Wind—
- How soft a Caterpillar steps—
- How soft this Prison is
- How still the Bells in Steeples stand
- How the old Mountains drip with Sunset
- How the Waters closed above Him
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