Like her the Saints retire,
In their Chapeaux of fire,
Martial as she!
Like her the Evenings steal
Purple and Cochineal
After the Day!
"Departed" — both — they say!
i.e. gathered away,
Not found,
Argues the Aster still —
Reasons the...
Like Mighty Foot Lights — burned the Red
At Bases of the Trees —
The far Theatricals of Day
Exhibiting — to These —
'Twas Universe — that did applaud —
While Chiefest — of the Crowd —
Enabled by his Royal Dress —
Myself distinguished God —
Like Rain it sounded till it curved
And then I new 'twas Wind —
It walked as wet as any Wave
But swept as dry as sand —
When it had pushed itself away
To some remotest Plain
A coming as of Hosts was heard
It filled the Wells, it pleased the Pools
It warbled in the Road —
...
Like Some Old fashioned Miracle
When Summertime is done —
Seems Summer's Recollection
And the Affairs of June
As infinite Tradition
As Cinderella's Bays —
Or Little John — of Lincoln Green —
Or Blue Beard's Galleries —
Her Bees have a fictitious Hum —
Her...
Like Trains of Cars on Tracks of Plush
I hear the level Bee —
A Jar across the Flowers goes
Their Velvet Masonry —
Withstands until the sweet Assault
Their Chivalry consumes —
While He, victorious tilts away
To vanquish other Blooms.
Sing me that song again,
That wild, impassioned lay;
The tumult of my throbbing brain
Thy voice shall charm away.
Pour that harmonious flood
Upon my thirsting ear;
'Twill cool the fever of my blood
...
* * *
For Fortunes favours you your riches bring
But Fortune says she gave you no such thing
Why should you be ungrateful to your friends
Sneaking & Backbiting & Odds & Ends
Much madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye ;
Much sense the starkest madness.
'T is the majority
In this, as all, prevails.
Assent, and you are sane ;
Demur, — you're straightway dangerous,
And handled...
Oh, Mulligan's bar was the deuce of a place
To drink, and to fight, and to gamble and race;
The height of choice spirits from near and from far
Were all concentrated on Mulligan's bar.
There was "Jerry the Swell", and the jockey-boy Ned,
"Dog-bite-me" — so called from the shape of his head —
And a...
Must be a Woe —
A loss or so —
To bend the eye
Best Beauty's way —
But — once aslant
It notes Delight
As difficult
As Stalactite
A Common Bliss
Were had for less —
The price — is
Even as the Grace —
Our lord —...