The Heart has many Doors —

I can but knock —

For any sweet "Come in"

Impelled to hark —

Not saddened by repulse,

Repast to me

That somewhere, there exists,

Supremacy —

Poet:

The Heart has narrow Banks

It measures like the Sea

In mighty — unremitting Bass

And Blue Monotony


Till Hurricane bisect

And as itself discerns

Its insufficient Area

The Heart convulsive...

Poet:

The Heart is the Capital of the Mind —

The Mind is a single State —

The Heart and the Mind together make

A single Continent —


One — is the Population —

Numerous enough —

This ecstatic Nation
...

Poet:

The Mind lives on the Heart

Like any Parasite —

If that is full of Meat

The Mind is fat.


But if the Heart omit

Emaciate the Wit —

The Aliment of it

So absolute.

Poet:

The mob within the heart

Police cannot suppress

The riot given at the first

Is authorized as peace


Uncertified of scene

Or signified of sound

But growing like a hurricane

In a congenial...

Poet:

The Popular Heart is a Cannon first —

Subsequent a Drum —

Bells for an Auxiliary

And an Afterward of Rum —


Not a Tomorrow to know its name

Nor a Past to stare —

Ditches for Realms and a Trip to Jail...

Poet:

This heart that broke so long —

These feet that never flagged —

This faith that watched for star in vain,

Give gently to the dead —


Hound cannot overtake the Hare

That fluttered panting, here —

Nor...

Poet:

To break so vast a Heart

Required a Blow as vast —

No Zephyr felled this Cedar straight —

'Twas undeserved Blast —

Poet:


To H


Thy Friendship oft has made my heart to ake

Do be my Enemy for Friendships sake

Poet:

Unto a broken heart

No other one may go

Without the high prerogative

Itself hath suffered too.

Poet: