I sometimes drop it, for a Quick —

I sometimes drop it, for a Quick —

The Thought to be alive —

Anonymous Delight to know —

And Madder — to conceive —


Consoles a Woe so monstrous

That did it tear all Day,

Without an instant's Respite...

Poet:
I've heard an Organ talk, sometimes

I've heard an Organ talk, sometimes

In a Cathedral Aisle,

And understood no word it said —

Yet held my breath, the while —


And risen up — and gone away,

A more Berdardine Girl —

Yet — know not what...

Poet:
Nature — sometimes sears a Sapling —

Nature — sometimes sears a Sapling —

Sometimes — scalps a Tree —

Her Green People recollect it

When they do not die —


Fainter Leaves — to Further Seasons —

Dumbly testify —

We — who have the Souls —...

Poet:
Sometimes with the Heart

Sometimes with the Heart

Seldom with the Soul

Scarcer once with the Might

Few — love at all.

Poet: