The Loneliness One dare not sound —
And would as soon surmise
As in its Grave go plumbing
To ascertain the size —
The Loneliness whose worst alarm
Is lest itself should see —
And perish from before itself
For just a scrutiny —
The Horror not to be surveyed —
...
A pair of spectacles afar just stir —
An almanac 's aware.
Was it the mat winked,
Or a nervous star ?
The moon slides down the stair
To see who 's there.
There 's plunder, — where ?
Tankard, or spoon,
Earring, or stone,
A watch, some ancient brooch
To...
The lonesome for they know not What —
The Eastern Exiles — be —
Who strayed beyond the Amber line
Some madder Holiday —
And ever since — the purple Moat
They strive to climb — in vain —
As Birds — that tumble from the clouds
Do fumble at the strain —
The Blessed Ether...
The long sigh of the Frog
Upon a Summer's Day
Enacts intoxication
Upon the Revery —
But his receding Swell
Substantiates a Peace
That makes the Ear inordinate
For corporal release —
The little notes shall go as fast as steam can take them.
Our hearts already went. Would we could mail our faces for your dear encouragement.
Remember The longest day that God appoints
Will finish with the sun.
Anguish can travel to it's stake,
And then it must return.
The look of thee, what is it like
Hast thou a hand or Foot
Or Mansion of Identity
And what is thy Pursuit?
Thy fellows are they realms or Themes
Hast thou Delight or Fear
Or Longing — and is that for us
Or values more severe?
Let change transfuse all other Traits...
The Love a Life can show Below
Is but a filament, I know,
Of that diviner thing
That faints upon the face of Noon —
And smites the Tinder in the Sun —
And hinders Gabriel's Wing —
'Tis this — in Music — hints and sways —
And far abroad on Summer days —
Distils uncertain pain...
The Luxury to apprehend
The Luxury 'twould be
To look at Thee a single time
An Epicure of Me
In whatsoever Presence makes
Till for a further Food
I scarcely recollect to starve
So first am I supplied —
The Luxury to meditate
The Luxury it was
To...
The Malay — took the Pearl —
Not — I — the Earl —
I — feared the Sea — too much
Unsanctified — to touch —
Praying that I might be
Worthy — the Destiny —
The Swarthy fellow swam —
And bore my Jewel — Home —
Home to the Hut! What lot
Had I — the Jewel — got...