• Over their graves rang once the bugle’s call,
    The searching shrapnel and the crashing ball;
      The shriek, the shock of battle, and the neigh
      Of horse; the cries of anguish and dismay;
    And the loud cannon’s thunders that appall.

    Now through the years the brown pine-needles fall,
    The vines run riot by the old stone wall,
      By hedge, by...

  • Oh! where do fairies hide their heads,
      When snow lies on the hills,
    When frost has spoiled their mossy beds,
      And crystallized their rills?
    Beneath the moon they cannot trip
      In circles o’er the plain;
    And draughts of dew they cannot sip,
      Till green leaves come again.

    Perhaps, in small, blue diving-bells
      They...

  • Bereavement in their death to feel

    Whom We have never seen —

    A Vital Kinsmanship import

    Our Soul and theirs — between —


    For Stranger — Strangers do not mourn —

    There be Immortal friends

    Whom Death see first — 'tis news of this

    That paralyze Ourselves —


    Who, vital only...

  • Of their peculiar light

    I keep one ray

    To clarify the Sight

    To seek them by —

  • Safe in their alabaster chambers,

    Untouched by morning and untouched by noon,

    Sleep the meek members of the resurrection,

    Rafter of satin, and roof of stone.


    Light laughs the breeze in her castle of sunshine ;

    Babbles the bee in a...

  • Strong Draughts of Their Refreshing Minds

    To drink — enables Mine

    Through Desert or the Wilderness

    As bore it Sealed Wine —


    To go elastic — Or as One

    The Camel's trait — attained —

    How powerful the Stimulus

    Of an Hermetic Mind —

  • The Hills erect their Purple Heads

    The Rivers lean to see

    Yet Man has not of all the Throng

    A Curiosity.

  • The Skies can't keep their secret!

    They tell it to the Hills —

    The Hills just tell the Orchards —

    And they — the Daffodils!


    A Bird — by chance — that goes that way —

    Soft overhears the whole —

    If I should bribe the little Bird —

    Who knows but she would tell?


    I think I...

  • The Sun and Moon must make their haste —

    The Stars express around

    For in the Zones of Paradise

    The Lord alone is burned —


    His Eye, it is the East and West —

    The North and South when He

    Do concentrate His Countenance

    Like Glow Worms, flee away —


    Oh Poor and Far —
    ...

  • Their Barricade against the Sky

    The martial Trees withdraw

    And with a Flag at every turn

    Their Armies are no more.


    What Russet Halts in Nature's March

    They indicate or cause

    An inference of Mexico

    Effaces the Surmise —


    Recurrent to the After Mind

    That...