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Before you thought of Spring
Before you thought of Spring Except as a Surmise You see -- God bless his suddenness -- A Fellow in the Skies Of independent Hues A little weather worn Inspiriting habiliments Of Indigo and Brown -- W
I never lost as much but twice
I never lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod. Twice have I stood a beggar Before the door of God! Angels -- twice descending Reimbursed my store -- Burglar! Banker -- Father! I am poor onc
The Service without Hope --
The Service without Hope -- Is tenderest, I think -- Because 'tis unsustained By stint -- Rewarded Work -- Has impetus of Gain -- And impetus of Goal -- There is no Diligence like that That knows not
Impromptu, in Reply to a Friend
When, from the heart where Sorrow sits, Her dusky shadow mounts too high, And o'er the changing aspect flits, And clouds the brow, or fills the eye; Heed not that gloom, which soon shall sink: M
Spring is the Period
Spring is the Period Express from God. Among the other seasons Himself abide, But during March and April None stir abroad Without a cordial interview With God.
Brother of Ingots -- Ah Peru --
Brother of Ingots -- Ah Peru -- Empty the Hearts that purchased you -- -- Sister of Ophir -- Ah, Peru -- Subtle the Sum That purchase you -- -- Brother of Ophir Bright Adieu, Honor, the shortest r
How happy I was if I could forget
How happy I was if I could forget To remember how sad I am Would be an easy adversity But the recollecting of Bloom Keeps making November difficult Till I who was almost bold Lose my way like a littl
The Sun is gay or stark
The Sun is gay or stark According to our Deed. If Merry, He is merrier -- If eager for the Dead Or an expended Day He helped to make too bright His mighty pleasure suits Us not It magnifies our Freig
Lest this be Heaven indeed
Lest this be Heaven indeed An Obstacle is given That always gauges a Degree Between Ourself and Heaven.
Glass was the Street -- in tinsel Peril
Glass was the Street -- in tinsel Peril Tree and Traveller stood -- Filled was the Air with merry venture Hearty with Boys the Road -- Shot the lithe Sleds like shod vibrations Emphasized and gone It
Fragment: 'I Stood upon a Heaven-Cleaving Turret'
I stood upon a heaven-cleaving turret Which overlooked a wide Metropolis-- And in the temple of my heart my Spirit Lay prostrate, and with parted lips did kiss The dust of Desolations hearth-- And wi
The Butterfly's Numidian Gown
The Butterfly's Numidian Gown With spots of Burnish roasted on Is proof against the Sun Yet prone to shut its spotted Fan And panting on a Clover lean As if it were undone --
So give me back to Death --
So give me back to Death -- The Death I never feared Except that it deprived of thee -- And now, by Life deprived, In my own Grave I breathe And estimate its size -- Its size is all that Hell can gues
By a flower -- By a letter
By a flower -- By a letter -- By a nimble love -- If I weld the Rivet faster -- Final fast -- above -- Never mind my breathless Anvil! Never mind Repose! Never mind the sooty faces Tugging at the For
The Moon
Time wears her not; she doth his chariot guide; Mortality below her orb is placed. --Raleigh The full-orbed moon with unchanged ray Mounts up the eastern sky, Not doomed to these short nights for aye
I went to Heaven
I went to Heaven -- 'Twas a small Town -- Lit -- with a Ruby -- Lathed -- with Down -- Stiller -- than the fields At the full Dew -- Beautiful -- as Pictures -- No Man drew. People -- like the Moth -
My life closed twice before its close --
My life closed twice before its close -- It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless to conceive As these that twice befell. Parting is all we know of heaven,
To flee from memory
To flee from memory Had we the Wings Many would fly Inured to slower things Birds with surprise Would scan the cowering Van Of men escaping From the mind of man
Away from Home are some and I --
Away from Home are some and I -- An Emigrant to be In a Metropolis of Homes Is easy, possibly -- The Habit of a Foreign Sky We -- difficult -- acquire As Children, who remain in Face The more their F
The Notice that is called the Spring
The Notice that is called the Spring Is but a month from here -- Put up my Heart thy Hoary work And take a Rosy Chair. Not any House the Flowers keep -- The Birds enamor Care -- Our salary the longes
Nature can do no more
Nature can do no more She has fulfilled her Dyes Whatever Flower fail to come Of other Summer days Her crescent reimburse If other Summers be Nature's imposing negative Nulls opportunity --
The inundation of the Spring
The inundation of the Spring Enlarges every soul -- It sweeps the tenement away But leaves the Water whole -- In which the soul at first estranged -- Seeks faintly for its shore But acclimated -- pin
As if some little Arctic flower
As if some little Arctic flower Upon the polar hem -- Went wandering down the Latitudes Until it puzzled came To continents of summer -- To firmaments of sun -- To strange, bright crowds of flowers --
His Heart was darker than the starless night
His Heart was darker than the starless night For that there is a morn But in this black Receptacle Can be no Bode of Dawn