Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore
Alone upon the threshold of my door
Of individual life, I shall command
The uses of my soul, nor lift my hand
Serenely in the sunshine as before,
Without the sense of...

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,...

Poet:

How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand,

Until a sudden sky

Reveals the fact that One is rapt

Forever from the Eye —


Members of the Invisible,

Existing, while we stare,

In Leagueless Opportunity,
...

Poet:

Of all the Souls that stand create —

I have elected — One —

When Sense from Spirit — files away —

And Subterfuge — is done —

When that which is — and that which was —

Apart — intrinsic — stand —

And this...

Poet:

The Soul should always stand ajar

That if the Heaven inquire

He will not be obliged to wait

Or shy of troubling Her


Depart, before the Host have slid

The Bolt unto the Door —

To search for the...

Poet:

To Whom the Mornings stand for Nights,

What must the Midnights — be!

Poet:

When we stand on the tops of Things —

And like the Trees, look down —

The smoke all cleared away from it —

And Mirrors on the scene —


Just laying light — no soul will wink

Except it have the flaw —

...

Poet: