He preached upon "Breadth" till it argued him narrow —

The Broad are too broad to define

And of "Truth" until it proclaimed him a Liar —

The Truth never flaunted a Sign —


Simplicity fled from his counterfeit presence
...

Poet:

Step lightly on this narrow spot —

The broadest Land that grows

Is not so ample as the Breast

These Emerald Seams enclose.


Step lofty, for this name be told

As far as Cannon dwell

Or Flag subsist or...

Poet:

The Heart has narrow Banks

It measures like the Sea

In mighty — unremitting Bass

And Blue Monotony


Till Hurricane bisect

And as itself discerns

Its insufficient Area

The Heart convulsive...

Poet:

Till Death — is narrow Loving —

The scantest Heart extant

Will hold you till your privilege

Of Finiteness — be spent —


But He whose loss procures you

Such Destitution that

Your Life too abject for...

Poet:

You're right — "the way is narrow" —

And "difficult the Gate" —

And "few there be" — Correct again —

That "enter in — thereat" —


'Tis Costly — So are purples!

'Tis just the price of Breath —

With but...

Poet: