• I CAN love both fair and brown;

    Her whom abundance melts, and her whom want betrays;

    Her who loves loneness best, and her who masks and plays;

    Her whom the country form'd, and whom the town;

    Her who believes, and her who tries;

    Her who still weeps with spongy eyes,

    And her who is dry cork, and never...

  • INFANT SORROW


    My mother groand! my father wept.

    Into the dangerous world I leapt:

    Helpless, naked, piping loud;

    Like a fiend hid in a cloud.

    5 Struggling in my fathers bands:

    Striving against my...

  • Is Heaven a Physician?

    They say that He can heal —

    But Medicine Posthumous

    Is unavailable —

    Is Heaven an Exchequer?

    They speak of what we owe —

    But that negotiation

    I'm not a Party to —

  • Is Immortality a bane

    That men are so oppressed?

  • Is it dead — Find it —

    Out of sound — Out of sight —

    "Happy"? Which is wiser —

    You, or the Wind?

    "Conscious"? Won't you ask that —

    Of the low Ground?


    "Homesick"? Many met it —

    Even through them — This

    Cannot testify —

    Themself — as dumb —

  • Is it too late to touch you, Dear?

    We this moment knew —

    Love Marine and Love terrene —

    Love celestial too —

  • Is it true, dear Sue?

    Are there two?

    I shouldn't like to come

    For fear of joggling Him!

    If I could shut him up

    In a Coffee Cup,

    Or tie him to a pin

    Till I got in —

    Or make him fast

    To "Toby's" fist —

    Hist! Whist! I'd come!

  • It always felt to me — a wrong

    To that Old Moses — done —

    To let him see — the Canaan —

    Without the entering —


    And tho' in soberer moments —

    No Moses there can be

    I'm satisfied — the Romance

    In point of injury —


    Surpasses sharper stated —

    Of Stephen — or of...