Follow wise Orion
Till you waste your Eye —
Dazzlingly decamping
He is just as high —
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For Death — or rather
For the Things 'twould buy —
This — put away
Life's Opportunity —
The Things that Death will buy
Are Room —
Escape from Circumstances —
And a Name —
With Gifts of Life
How Death's Gifts may compare —
We know not —
...For each ecstatic instant
We must an anguish pay
In keen and quivering ratio
To the ecstasy.
For each beloved hour
Sharp pittances of years —
Bitter contested farthings —
And Coffers heaped with Tears!For every Bird a Nest —
Wherefore in timid quest
Some little Wren goes seeking round —
Wherefore when boughs are free —
Households in every tree —
Pilgrim be found?
Perhaps a home too high —
Ah Aristocracy!
The little Wren desires —
Perhaps of twig so...For largest Woman's Hearth I knew —
'Tis little I can do —
And yet the largest Woman's Heart
Could hold an Arrow — too —
And so, instructed by my own,
I tenderer, turn Me to.For this — accepted Breath —
Through it — compete with Death —
The fellow cannot touch this Crown —
By it — my title take —
Ah, what a royal sake
To my necessity — stooped down!
No Wilderness — can be
Where this attendeth me —
No Desert Noon —
No fear of frost to...Forbidden Fruit a flavor has
That lawful Orchards mocks —
How luscious lies within the Pod
The Pea that Duty locks —...
Forever at His side to walk —
The smaller of the two!
Brain of His Brain —
Blood of His Blood —
Two lives — One Being — now —
Forever of His fate to taste —
If grief — the largest part —
If joy — to put my piece away
For that beloved Heart —
All life — to...Forever honored by the Tree
Whose Apple Winterworn
Enticed to Breakfast from the Sky
Two Gabriels Yestermorn.
They registered in Nature's Book
As Robins — Sire and Son —
But Angels have that modest way
To screen them from Renown.
