• Take this kiss upon the brow!
    And, in parting from you now,
    Thus much let me avow:
    You are not wrong who deem
    That my days have been a dream;
    Yet if hope has flown away
    In a night, or in a day,
    In a vision, or in none,
    Is it therefore the less gone?
    All that we see or seem
    Is but a dream within a dream.

    I stand amid the roar
    Of a...

  • Anonymous translation from the Italian

    IF every man’s internal care
      Were written on his brow,
    How many would our pity share
      Who raise our envy now?

    The fatal secret, when revealed,
      Of every aching breast,
    Would prove that only while concealed
      Their lot appeared the best.

  • Exhilaration — is within —

    There can no Outer Wine

    So royally intoxicate

    As that diviner Brand


    The Soul achieves — Herself —

    To drink — or set away

    For Visitor — Or Sacrament —

    'Tis not of Holiday


    To stimulate a Man

    Who hath the Ample Rhine

    ...

  • I hide myself within my flower,

    That fading from your Vase,

    You, unsuspecting, feel for me —

    Almost a loneliness.

  • I saw the wind within her

    I knew it blew for me —

    But she must buy my shelter

    I asked Humility

  • New feet within my garden go,

    New fingers stir the sod ;

    A troubadour upon the elm

    Betrays the solitude.


    New children play upon the green,

    New weary sleep below ;

    And still the pensive spring returns,

    And...

  • The Brain, within its Groove

    Runs evenly — and true —

    But let a Splinter swerve —

    'Twere easier for You —


    To put a Current back —

    When Floods have slit the Hills —

    And scooped a Turnpike for Themselves —

    And trodden out the Mills —

  • The Lamp burns sure — within —

    Tho' Serfs — supply the Oil —

    It matters not the busy Wick —

    At her phosphoric toil!


    The Slave — forgets — to fill —

    The Lamp — burns golden — on —

    Unconscious that the oil is out —

    As that the Slave — is gone.

  • 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 ground.

  • To own the Art within the Soul

    The Soul to entertain

    With Silence as a Company

    And Festival maintain


    Is an unfurnished Circumstance

    Possession is to One

    As an Estate perpetual

    Or a reduceless Mine.