Except the Heaven had come so near —

So seemed to choose My Door —

The Distance would not haunt me so —

I had not hoped — before —


But just to hear the Grace depart —

I never thought to see —

...

Poet:

Except to Heaven, she is nought.

Except for Angels — lone.

Except to some wide-wandering Bee

A flower superfluous blown.


Except for winds — provincial.

Except by Butterflies

Unnoticed as a single dew...

Poet: