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  • The Soul that hath a Guest

    The Soul that hath a Guest

    Doth seldom go abroad —

    Diviner Crowd at Home —

    Obliterate the need —


    And Courtesy forbid

    A Host's departure when

    Upon Himself be visiting

    The Emperor of Men —

  • The Soul's distinct connection

    The Soul's distinct connection

    With immortality

    Is best disclosed by Danger

    Or quick Calamity —


    As Lightning on a Landscape

    Exhibits Sheets of Place —

    Not yet suspected — but for Flash —

    And Click — and Suddenness.

  • The Soul's Superior instants

    The Soul's Superior instants

    Occur to Her — alone —

    When friend — and Earth's occasion

    Have infinite withdrawn —


    Or She — Herself — ascended

    To too remote a Height

    For lower Recognition

    Than Her Omnipotent —


    This Mortal Abolition

    Is seldom — but as fair...

  • The Spider holds a Silver Ball

    The Spider holds a Silver Ball

    In unperceived Hands —

    And dancing softly to Himself

    His Yarn of Pearl — unwinds —


    He plies from Nought to Nought —

    In unsubstantial Trade —

    Supplants our Tapestries with His —

    In half the period —


    An Hour to rear supreme

    His...

  • The Spirit is the Conscious Ear.

    The Spirit is the Conscious Ear.

    We actually Hear

    When We inspect — that's audible —

    That is admitted — Here —


    For other Services — as Sound —

    There hangs a smaller Ear

    Outside the Castle — that Contain —

    The other — only — Hear —

  • The Spirit lasts — but in what mode —

    The Spirit lasts — but in what mode —

    Below, the Body speaks,

    But as the Spirit furnishes —

    Apart, it never talks —

    The Music in the Violin

    Does not emerge alone

    But Arm in Arm with Touch, yet Touch

    Alone — is not a Tune —

    The Spirit lurks within the Flesh

    Like Tides...

  • The spry Arms of the Wind

    The spry Arms of the Wind

    If I could crawl between

    I have an errand imminent

    To an adjoining Zone —


    I should not care to stop

    My Process is not long

    The Wind could wait without the Gate

    Or stroll the Town among.


    To ascertain the House

    And is the soul at...

  • The Stars are old, that stood for me —

    The Stars are old, that stood for me —

    The West a little worn —

    Yet newer glows the only Gold

    I ever cared to earn —


    Presuming on that lone result

    Her infinite disdain

    But vanquished her with my defeat

    'Twas Victory was slain.

  • The stem of a departed Flower

    The stem of a departed Flower

    Has still a silent rank.

    The Bearer from an Emerald Court

    Of a Despatch of Pink.

  • The Stimulus, beyond the Grave

    The Stimulus, beyond the Grave

    His Countenance to see

    Supports me like imperial Drams

    Afforded Day by Day.