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...