• Whole Gulfs — of Red, and Fleets — of Red —

    And Crews — of solid Blood —

    Did place upon the West — Tonight —

    As 'twere specific Ground —


    And They — appointed Creatures —

    In Authorized Arrays —

    Due — promptly — as a Drama —

    That bows — and disappears —

  • Whose are the little beds, I asked

    Which in the valleys lie?

    Some shook their heads, and others smiled —

    And no one made reply.


    Perhaps they did not hear, I said,

    I will inquire again —

    Whose are the beds — the tiny beds

    So thick upon the plain?


    'Tis Daisy, in the...

  • Whose Pink career may have a close

    Portentous as our own, who knows?

    To imitate these Neighbors fleet

    In awe and innocence, were meet.

  • "Why do I love" You, Sir?

    Because —

    The Wind does not require the Grass

    To answer — Wherefore when He pass

    She cannot keep Her place.


    Because He knows — and

    Do not You —

    And We know not —

    Enough for Us

    The Wisdom it be so —


    The Lightning — never...

  • Why make it doubt — it hurts it so —

    So sick — to guess —

    So strong — to know —

    So brave — upon its little Bed

    To tell the very last They said

    Unto Itself — and smile — And shake —

    For that dear — distant — dangerous — Sake —

    But — the Instead — the Pinching fear

    That Something —...

  • Wild Nights — Wild Nights!

    Were I with thee

    Wild Nights should be

    Our luxury!


    Futile — the Winds —

    To a Heart in port —

    Done with the Compass —

    Done with the Chart!


    Rowing in Eden —

    Ah, the Sea!

    Might I but moor — Tonight —

    In Thee...

  • This is the joy-inspiring day

    That gave these blessings to our lot

    Then let us share the social rites

    Join hands, all malice be forgot!

    This little star, once marked by none

    Now shines a bright - a BLAZING SUN!

  • Will there really be a "Morning"?

    Is there such a thing as "Day"?

    Could I see it from the mountains

    If I were as tall as they?


    Has it feet like Water lilies?

    Has it feathers like a Bird?

    Is it brought from famous countries

    Of which I have never heard?


    Oh some Scholar!...

  • BEFORE I sigh my last gasp, let me breathe,
    Great Love, some legacies; I here bequeath
    Mine eyes to Argus, if mine eyes can see;
    If they be...