Dew — is the Freshet in the Grass —
'Tis many a tiny Mill
Turns unperceived beneath our feet
And Artisan lies still —
We spy the Forests and the Hills
The Tents to Nature's Show
Mistake the Outside for the in
And mention what we saw.
Could Commentators on the Sign...
Did life's penurious length
Italicize its sweetness,
The men that daily live
Would stand so deep in joy
That it would clog the cogs
Of that revolving reason
Whose esoteric belt
Protects our sanity.
Did Our Best Moment last —
'Twould supersede the Heaven —
A few — and they by Risk — procure —
So this Sort — are not given —
Except as stimulants — in
Cases of Despair —
Or Stupor — The Reserve —
These Heavenly Moments are —
A Grant of the Divine —
That...
Did the Harebell loose her girdle
To the lover Bee
Would the Bee the Harebell hallow
Much as formerly?
Did the "Paradise" — persuaded —
Yield her moat of pearl —
Would the Eden be an Eden,
Or the Earl — an Earl?
Did We abolish Frost
The Summer would not cease —
If Seasons perish or prevail
Is optional with Us —
Did we disobey Him?
Just one time!
Charged us to forget Him —
But we couldn't learn!
Were Himself — such a Dunce —
What would we — do?
Love the dull lad — best —
Oh, wouldn't you?
Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth —
Widths out of the Sun —
And look — and shudder, and block your breath —
And deem to be alone
In such a place, what horror,
How Goblin it would be —
And fly, as 'twere pursuing you?
Then Loneliness — looks so —
Did you ever look...
Throw open, once again,
The portals of the tomb;
And give, among the glorious dead,
Another hero room!
Unclose your shadowy ranks,
Illustrious shades, unclose!
The valiant Leader, crowned with years,
...
SHE's dead; and all which die
To their first elements resolve;
And we were mutual elements to us,
And made of one another.
My body...