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COMPENSATION.
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For each ecstatic instant
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We must an anguish pay
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In keen and quivering ratio
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To the ecstasy.
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For each beloved hour
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Sharp pittances of years,
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Bitter contested farthings
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And coffers heaped with tears.
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THE MARTYRS.
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Through the straight pass of suffering
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The martyrs even trod,
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Their feet upon temptation,
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Their faces upon God.
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A stately, shriven company;
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Convulsion playing round,
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Harmless as streaks of meteor
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Upon a planet's bound.
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Their faith the everlasting troth;
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Their expectation fair;
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The needle to the north degree
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Wades so, through polar air.
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A PRAYER.
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I meant to have but modest needs,
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Such as content, and heaven;
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Within my income these could lie,
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And life and I keep even.
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But since the last included both,
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It would suffice my prayer
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But just for one to stipulate,
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And grace would grant the pair.
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And so, upon this wise I prayed, --
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Great Spirit, give to me
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A heaven not so large as yours,
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But large enough for me.
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A smile suffused Jehovah's face;
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The cherubim withdrew;
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Grave saints stole out to look at me,
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And showed their dimples, too.
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I left the place with all my might, --
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My prayer away I threw;
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The quiet ages picked it up,
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And Judgment twinkled, too,
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That one so honest be extant
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As take the tale for true
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That "Whatsoever you shall ask,
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Itself be given you."
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But I, grown shrewder, scan the skies
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With a suspicious air, --
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As children, swindled for the first,
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All swindlers be, infer.
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The thought beneath so slight a film
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Is more distinctly seen, --
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As laces just reveal the surge,
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Or mists the Apennine.
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The soul unto itself
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Is an imperial friend, --
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Or the most agonizing spy
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An enemy could send.
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Secure against its own,
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No treason it can fear;
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Itself its sovereign, of itself
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The soul should stand in awe.
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Surgeons must be very careful
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When they take the knife!
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Underneath their fine incisions
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Stirs the culprit, -- Life!
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THE RAILWAY TRAIN.
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I like to see it lap the miles,
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And lick the valleys up,
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And stop to feed itself at tanks;
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And then, prodigious, step
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Around a pile of mountains,
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And, supercilious, peer
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In shanties by the sides of roads;
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And then a quarry pare
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To fit its sides, and crawl between,
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Complaining all the while
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In horrid, hooting stanza;
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Then chase itself down hill
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And neigh like Boanerges;
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Then, punctual as a star,
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Stop -- docile and omnipotent --
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At its own stable door.
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THE SHOW.
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The show is not the show,
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But they that go.
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Menagerie to me
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Fair play --
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Both went to see.
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Delight becomes pictorial
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When viewed through pain, --
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More fair, because impossible
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That any gain.
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The mountain at a given distance
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In amber lies;
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Approached, the amber flits a little, --
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And that 's the skies!
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A thought went up my mind to-day
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That I have had before,
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But did not finish, -- some way back,
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I could not fix the year,
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Nor where it went, nor why it came
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The second time to me,
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Nor definitely what it was,
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Have I the art to say.
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But somewhere in my soul, I know
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I 've met the thing before;
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It just reminded me -- 't was all --
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And came my way no more.
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Is Heaven a physician?
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They say that He can heal,
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But medicine posthumous
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Is unavailable.
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Is Heaven an exchequer?
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They speak of what we owe;
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But that negotiation
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I 'm not a party to.
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THE RETURN.
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Though I get home how late, how late!
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So I get home, 't will compensate.
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Better will be the ecstasy
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Transporting must the moment be,
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Brewed from decades of agony!
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To think just how the fire will burn,
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Just how long-cheated eyes will turn
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To wonder what myself will say,
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And what itself will say to me,
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Beguiles the centuries of way!
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That sat it down to rest,
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I should have been too saved, I see,
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That scalding one, "Sabachthani,"
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Earth would have been too much, I see,
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The palm without the Calvary;
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Defeat whets victory, they say;
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Ah, brig, good-night
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To crew and you;
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The ocean's heart too smooth, too blue,
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To break for you.
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'T is lost, and lost to me.
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How high
|
690 |
Unto the saints' slow diligence
|
691 |
The sky!
|
692 |
|
693 |
-
|
694 |
Ungained, it may be, by a life's low venture,
|
695 |
But then,
|
696 |
Eternity enables the endeavoring
|
697 |
Again.
|
698 |
|
699 |
-
|
700 |
-
|
701 |
-
|
702 |
-
|
703 |
-
|
704 |
-
|
705 |
-
|
706 |
-
|
707 |
-
|
708 |
XXXVI.
|
709 |
|
710 |
-
|
711 |
SIGHT.
|
712 |
|
713 |
-
|
714 |
Before I got my eye put out,
|
715 |
I liked as well to see
|
716 |
As other creatures that have eyes,
|
717 |
And know no other way.
|
718 |
|
719 |
-
|
720 |
But were it told to me, to-day,
|
721 |
That I might have the sky
|
722 |
For mine, I tell you that my heart
|
723 |
Would split, for size of me.
|
724 |
|
725 |
-
|
726 |
The meadows mine, the mountains mine, --
|
727 |
All forests, stintless stars,
|
728 |
As much of noon as I could take
|
729 |
Between my finite eyes.
|
730 |
|
731 |
-
|
732 |
The motions of the dipping birds,
|
733 |
The lightning's jointed road,
|
734 |
For mine to look at when I liked, --
|
735 |
The news would strike me dead!
|
736 |
|
737 |
-
|
738 |
So safer, guess, with just my soul
|
739 |
Upon the window-pane
|
740 |
Where other creatures put their eyes,
|
741 |
Incautious of the sun.
|
742 |
|
743 |
-
|
744 |
-
|
745 |
-
|
746 |
-
|
747 |
-
|
748 |
-
|
749 |
-
|
750 |
-
|
751 |
-
|
752 |
XXXVII.
|
753 |
|
754 |
-
|
755 |
Talk with prudence to a beggar
|
756 |
Of 'Potosi' and the mines!
|
757 |
Reverently to the hungry
|
758 |
Of your viands and your wines!
|
759 |
|
760 |
-
|
761 |
Cautious, hint to any captive
|
762 |
You have passed enfranchised feet!
|
763 |
Anecdotes of air in dungeons
|
764 |
Have sometimes proved deadly sweet!
|
765 |
|
766 |
-
|
767 |
-
|
768 |
-
|
769 |
-
|
770 |
-
|
771 |
-
|
772 |
-
|
773 |
-
|
774 |
-
|
775 |
XXXVIII.
|
776 |
-
|
777 |
-
|
778 |
THE PREACHER.
|
779 |
|
780 |
-
|
781 |
He preached upon "breadth" till it argued him narrow, --
|
782 |
The broad are too broad to define;
|
783 |
And of "truth" until it proclaimed him a liar, --
|
784 |
The truth never flaunted a sign.
|
785 |
|
786 |
-
|
787 |
Simplicity fled from his counterfeit presence
|
788 |
As gold the pyrites would shun.
|
789 |
What confusion would cover the innocent Jesus
|
790 |
To meet so enabled a man!
|
791 |
|
792 |
-
|
793 |
-
|
794 |
-
|
795 |
-
|
796 |
-
|
797 |
-
|
798 |
-
|
799 |
-
|
800 |
-
|
801 |
XXXIX.
|
802 |
|
803 |
-
|
804 |
Good night! which put the candle out?
|
805 |
A jealous zephyr, not a doubt.
|
806 |
Ah! friend, you little knew
|
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|
|
808 |
The angels labored diligent;
|
809 |
Extinguished, now, for you!
|
810 |
|
811 |
-
|
812 |
It might have been the lighthouse spark
|
813 |
Some sailor, rowing in the dark,
|
814 |
Had importuned to see!
|
815 |
It might have been the waning lamp
|
816 |
That lit the drummer from the camp
|
817 |
-
To purer reveille!
|
818 |
-
|
819 |
-
|
820 |
-
|
821 |
-
|
822 |
-
|
823 |
-
|
824 |
-
|
825 |
-
|
826 |
-
|
827 |
-
|
828 |
-
XL.
|
829 |
-
|
830 |
-
|
831 |
-
When I hoped I feared,
|
832 |
-
Since I hoped I dared;
|
833 |
-
Everywhere alone
|
834 |
-
As a church remain;
|
835 |
-
Spectre cannot harm,
|
836 |
-
Serpent cannot charm;
|
837 |
-
He deposes doom,
|
838 |
-
Who hath suffered him.
|
839 |
-
|
840 |
-
|
841 |
-
|
842 |
-
|
843 |
-
|
844 |
-
|
845 |
-
|
846 |
-
|
847 |
-
|
848 |
-
|
849 |
-
XLI.
|
850 |
-
|
851 |
-
|
852 |
-
DEED.
|
853 |
-
|
854 |
-
|
855 |
-
A deed knocks first at thought,
|
856 |
-
And then it knocks at will.
|
857 |
-
That is the manufacturing spot,
|
858 |
-
And will at home and well.
|
859 |
-
|
860 |
-
|
861 |
-
It then goes out an act,
|
862 |
-
Or is entombed so still
|
863 |
-
That only to the ear of God
|
864 |
-
Its doom is audible.
|
865 |
-
|
866 |
-
|
867 |
-
|
868 |
-
|
869 |
-
|
870 |
-
|
871 |
-
|
872 |
-
|
873 |
-
|
874 |
-
|
875 |
-
XLII.
|
876 |
-
|
877 |
-
|
878 |
-
TIME'S LESSON.
|
879 |
-
|
880 |
-
|
881 |
-
Mine enemy is growing old, --
|
882 |
-
I have at last revenge.
|
883 |
-
The palate of the hate departs;
|
884 |
-
If any would avenge, --
|
885 |
-
|
886 |
-
|
887 |
-
Let him be quick, the viand flits,
|
888 |
-
It is a faded meat.
|
889 |
-
Anger as soon as fed is dead;
|
890 |
-
'T is starving makes it fat.
|
891 |
-
|
892 |
-
|
893 |
-
|
894 |
-
|
895 |
-
|
896 |
-
|
897 |
-
|
898 |
-
|
899 |
-
|
900 |
-
|
901 |
-
XLIII.
|
902 |
-
|
903 |
-
|
904 |
-
REMORSE.
|
905 |
-
|
906 |
-
|
907 |
-
Remorse is memory awake,
|
908 |
-
Her companies astir, --
|
909 |
-
A presence of departed acts
|
910 |
-
At window and at door.
|
911 |
-
|
912 |
-
|
913 |
-
It's past set down before the soul,
|
914 |
-
And lighted with a match,
|
915 |
-
Perusal to facilitate
|
916 |
-
Of its condensed despatch.
|
917 |
-
|
918 |
-
|
919 |
-
Remorse is cureless, -- the disease
|
920 |
-
Not even God can heal;
|
921 |
-
For 't is his institution, --
|
922 |
-
The complement of hell.
|
923 |
-
|
924 |
-
|
925 |
-
|
926 |
-
|
927 |
-
|
928 |
-
|
929 |
-
|
930 |
-
|
931 |
-
|
932 |
-
|
933 |
-
XLIV.
|
934 |
-
|
935 |
-
|
936 |
-
THE SHELTER.
|
937 |
-
|
938 |
-
|
939 |
-
The body grows outside, --
|
940 |
-
The more convenient way, --
|
941 |
-
That if the spirit like to hide,
|
942 |
-
Its temple stands alway
|
943 |
-
|
944 |
-
|
945 |
-
Ajar, secure, inviting;
|
946 |
-
It never did betray
|
947 |
-
The soul that asked its shelter
|
948 |
-
In timid honesty.
|
949 |
-
|
950 |
-
|
951 |
-
|
952 |
-
|
953 |
-
|
954 |
-
|
955 |
-
|
956 |
-
|
957 |
-
|
958 |
-
|
959 |
-
XLV.
|
960 |
-
|
961 |
-
|
962 |
-
Undue significance a starving man attaches
|
963 |
-
To food
|
964 |
-
Far off; he sighs, and therefore hopeless,
|
965 |
-
And therefore good.
|
966 |
-
|
967 |
-
|
968 |
-
Partaken, it relieves indeed, but proves us
|
969 |
-
That spices fly
|
970 |
-
In the receipt. It was the distance
|
971 |
-
Was savory.
|
972 |
-
|
973 |
-
|
974 |
-
XIV.
|
975 |
-
|
976 |
-
|
977 |
-
The thought beneath so slight a film
|
978 |
-
Is more distinctly seen, --
|
979 |
-
As laces just reveal the surge,
|
980 |
-
Or mists the Apennine.
|
981 |
-
|
982 |
-
|
983 |
-
|
984 |
-
|
985 |
-
|
986 |
-
|
987 |
-
|
988 |
-
|
989 |
-
|
990 |
-
|
991 |
-
XV.
|
992 |
-
|
993 |
-
|
994 |
-
The soul unto itself
|
995 |
-
Is an imperial friend, --
|
996 |
-
Or the most agonizing spy
|
997 |
-
An enemy could send.
|
998 |
-
|
999 |
-
|
1000 |
-
Secure against its own,
|
1001 |
-
No treason it can fear;
|
1002 |
-
Itself its sovereign, of itself
|
1003 |
-
The soul should stand in awe.
|
1004 |
-
|
1005 |
-
|
1006 |
-
|
1007 |
-
|
1008 |
-
|
1009 |
-
|
1010 |
-
|
1011 |
-
|
1012 |
-
|
1013 |
-
|
1014 |
-
XVI.
|
1015 |
-
|
1016 |
-
|
1017 |
-
Surgeons must be very careful
|
1018 |
-
When they take the knife!
|
1019 |
-
Underneath their fine incisions
|
1020 |
-
Stirs the culprit, -- Life!
|
1021 |
-
|
1022 |
-
|
1023 |
-
|
1024 |
-
|
1025 |
-
|
1026 |
-
|
1027 |
-
|
1028 |
-
|
1029 |
-
|
1030 |
-
|
1031 |
-
XVII.
|
1032 |
-
|
1033 |
-
|
1034 |
-
THE RAILWAY TRAIN.
|
1035 |
-
|
1036 |
-
|
1037 |
-
I like to see it lap the miles,
|
1038 |
-
And lick the valleys up,
|
1039 |
-
And stop to feed itself at tanks;
|
1040 |
-
And then, prodigious, step
|
1041 |
-
|
1042 |
-
|
1043 |
-
Around a pile of mountains,
|
1044 |
-
And, supercilious, peer
|
1045 |
-
In shanties by the sides of roads;
|
1046 |
-
And then a quarry pare
|
1047 |
-
|
1048 |
-
|
1049 |
-
To fit its sides, and crawl between,
|
1050 |
-
Complaining all the while
|
1051 |
-
In horrid, hooting stanza;
|
1052 |
-
Then chase itself down hill
|
1053 |
-
|
1054 |
-
|
1055 |
-
And neigh like Boanerges;
|
1056 |
-
Then, punctual as a star,
|
1057 |
-
Stop -- docile and omnipotent --
|
1058 |
-
At its own stable door.
|
1059 |
-
|
1060 |
-
|
1061 |
-
|
1062 |
-
|
1063 |
-
|
1064 |
-
|
1065 |
-
|
1066 |
-
|
1067 |
-
|
1068 |
-
|
1069 |
-
XVIII.
|
1070 |
-
|
1071 |
-
|
1072 |
-
THE SHOW.
|
1073 |
-
|
1074 |
-
|
1075 |
-
The show is not the show,
|
1076 |
-
But they that go.
|
1077 |
-
Menagerie to me
|
1078 |
-
My neighbor be.
|
1079 |
-
Fair play --
|
1080 |
-
Both went to see.
|
1081 |
-
|
1082 |
-
|
1083 |
-
|
1084 |
-
|
1085 |
-
|
1086 |
-
|
1087 |
-
|
1088 |
-
|
1089 |
-
|
1090 |
-
|
1091 |
-
XIX.
|
1092 |
-
|
1093 |
-
|
1094 |
-
Delight becomes pictorial
|
1095 |
-
When viewed through pain, --
|
1096 |
-
More fair, because impossible
|
1097 |
-
That any gain.
|
1098 |
-
|
1099 |
-
|
1100 |
-
The mountain at a given distance
|
1101 |
-
In amber lies;
|
1102 |
-
Approached, the amber flits a little, --
|
1103 |
-
And that 's the skies!
|
1104 |
-
|
1105 |
-
|
1106 |
-
|
1107 |
-
|
1108 |
-
|
1109 |
-
|
1110 |
-
|
1111 |
-
|
1112 |
-
|
1113 |
-
|
1114 |
-
XX.
|
1115 |
-
|
1116 |
-
|
1117 |
-
A thought went up my mind to-day
|
1118 |
-
That I have had before,
|
1119 |
-
But did not finish, -- some way back,
|
1120 |
-
I could not fix the year,
|
1121 |
-
|
1122 |
-
|
1123 |
-
Nor where it went, nor why it came
|
1124 |
-
The second time to me,
|
1125 |
-
Nor definitely what it was,
|
1126 |
-
Have I the art to say.
|
1127 |
-
|
1128 |
-
|
1129 |
-
But somewhere in my soul, I know
|
1130 |
-
I 've met the thing before;
|
1131 |
-
It just reminded me -- 't was all --
|
1132 |
-
And came my way no more.
|
1133 |
-
|
1134 |
-
|
1135 |
-
|
1136 |
-
|
1137 |
-
|
1138 |
-
|
1139 |
-
|
1140 |
-
|
1141 |
-
|
1142 |
-
|
1143 |
-
XXI.
|
1144 |
-
|
1145 |
-
|
1146 |
-
Is Heaven a physician?
|
1147 |
-
They say that He can heal,
|
1148 |
-
But medicine posthumous
|
1149 |
-
Is unavailable.
|
1150 |
-
|
1151 |
-
|
1152 |
-
Is Heaven an exchequer?
|
1153 |
-
They speak of what we owe;
|
1154 |
-
But that negotiation
|
1155 |
-
I 'm not a party to.
|
1156 |
-
|
1157 |
-
|
1158 |
-
|
1159 |
-
|
1160 |
-
|
1161 |
-
|
1162 |
-
|
1163 |
-
|
1164 |
-
|
1165 |
-
|
1166 |
-
XXII.
|
1167 |
-
|
1168 |
-
|
1169 |
-
THE RETURN.
|
1170 |
-
|
1171 |
-
|
1172 |
-
Though I get home how late, how late!
|
1173 |
-
So I get home, 't will compensate.
|
1174 |
-
Better will be the ecstasy
|
1175 |
-
That they have done expecting me,
|
1176 |
-
When, night descending, dumb and dark,
|
1177 |
-
They hear my unexpected knock.
|
1178 |
-
Transporting must the moment be,
|
1179 |
-
Brewed from decades of agony!
|
1180 |
-
|
1181 |
-
|
1182 |
-
To think just how the fire will burn,
|
1183 |
-
Just how long-cheated eyes will turn
|
1184 |
-
To wonder what myself will say,
|
1185 |
-
And what itself will say to me,
|
1186 |
-
Beguiles the centuries of way!
|
1187 |
-
|
1188 |
-
|
1189 |
-
|
1190 |
-
|
1191 |
-
|
1192 |
-
|
1193 |
-
|
1194 |
-
|
1195 |
-
|
1196 |
-
|
1197 |
-
XXIII.
|
1198 |
-
|
1199 |
-
|
1200 |
-
A poor torn heart, a tattered heart,
|
1201 |
-
That sat it down to rest,
|
1202 |
-
Nor noticed that the ebbing day
|
1203 |
-
Flowed silver to the west,
|
1204 |
-
Nor noticed night did soft descend
|
1205 |
-
Nor constellation burn,
|
1206 |
-
Intent upon the vision
|
1207 |
-
Of latitudes unknown.
|
1208 |
-
|
1209 |
-
|
1210 |
-
The angels, happening that way,
|
1211 |
-
This dusty heart espied;
|
1212 |
-
Tenderly took it up from toil
|
1213 |
-
And carried it to God.
|
1214 |
-
There, -- sandals for the barefoot;
|
1215 |
-
There, -- gathered from the gales,
|
1216 |
-
Do the blue havens by the hand
|
1217 |
-
Lead the wandering sails.
|
1218 |
-
|
1219 |
-
|
1220 |
-
|
1221 |
-
|
1222 |
-
|
1223 |
-
|
1224 |
-
|
1225 |
-
|
1226 |
-
|
1227 |
-
|
1228 |
-
XXIV.
|
1229 |
-
|
1230 |
-
|
1231 |
-
TOO MUCH.
|
1232 |
-
|
1233 |
-
|
1234 |
-
I should have been too glad, I see,
|
1235 |
-
Too lifted for the scant degree
|
1236 |
-
Of life's penurious round;
|
1237 |
-
My little circuit would have shamed
|
1238 |
-
This new circumference, have blamed
|
1239 |
-
The homelier time behind.
|
1240 |
-
|
1241 |
-
|
1242 |
-
I should have been too saved, I see,
|
1243 |
-
Too rescued; fear too dim to me
|
1244 |
-
That I could spell the prayer
|
1245 |
-
I knew so perfect yesterday, --
|
1246 |
-
That scalding one, "Sabachthani,"
|
1247 |
-
Recited fluent here.
|
1248 |
-
|
1249 |
-
|
1250 |
-
Earth would have been too much, I see,
|
1251 |
-
And heaven not enough for me;
|
1252 |
-
I should have had the joy
|
1253 |
-
Without the fear to justify, --
|
1254 |
-
The palm without the Calvary;
|
1255 |
-
So, Saviour, crucify.
|
1256 |
-
|
1257 |
-
|
1258 |
-
Defeat whets victory, they say;
|
1259 |
-
The reefs in old Gethsemane
|
1260 |
-
Endear the shore beyond.
|
1261 |
-
'T is beggars banquets best define;
|
1262 |
-
'T is thirsting vitalizes wine, --
|
1263 |
-
Faith faints to understand.
|
1264 |
-
|
1265 |
-
|
1266 |
-
|
1267 |
-
|
1268 |
-
|
1269 |
-
|
1270 |
-
|
1271 |
-
|
1272 |
-
|
1273 |
-
|
1274 |
-
XXV.
|
1275 |
-
|
1276 |
-
|
1277 |
-
SHIPWRECK.
|
1278 |
-
|
1279 |
-
|
1280 |
-
It tossed and tossed, --
|
1281 |
-
A little brig I knew, --
|
1282 |
-
O'ertook by blast,
|
1283 |
-
It spun and spun,
|
1284 |
-
And groped delirious, for morn.
|
1285 |
-
|
1286 |
-
|
1287 |
-
It slipped and slipped,
|
1288 |
-
As one that drunken stepped;
|
1289 |
-
Its white foot tripped,
|
1290 |
-
Then dropped from sight.
|
1291 |
-
|
1292 |
-
|
1293 |
-
Ah, brig, good-night
|
1294 |
-
To crew and you;
|
1295 |
-
The ocean's heart too smooth, too blue,
|
1296 |
-
To break for you.
|
1297 |
-
|
1298 |
-
|
1299 |
-
|
1300 |
-
|
1301 |
-
|
1302 |
-
|
1303 |
-
|
1304 |
-
|
1305 |
-
|
1306 |
-
|
1307 |
-
XXVI.
|
1308 |
-
|
1309 |
-
|
1310 |
-
Victory comes late,
|
1311 |
-
And is held low to freezing lips
|
1312 |
-
Too rapt with frost
|
1313 |
-
To take it.
|
1314 |
-
How sweet it would have tasted,
|
1315 |
-
Just a drop!
|
1316 |
-
Was God so economical?
|
1317 |
-
His table 's spread too high for us
|
1318 |
-
Unless we dine on tip-toe.
|
1319 |
-
Crumbs fit such little mouths,
|
1320 |
-
Cherries suit robins;
|
1321 |
-
The eagle's golden breakfast
|
1322 |
-
Strangles them.
|
1323 |
-
God keeps his oath to sparrows,
|
1324 |
-
Who of little love
|
1325 |
-
Know how to starve!
|
1326 |
-
|
1327 |
-
|
1328 |
-
|
1329 |
-
|
1330 |
-
|
1331 |
-
|
1332 |
-
|
1333 |
-
|
1334 |
-
|
1335 |
-
|
1336 |
-
XXVII.
|
1337 |
-
|
1338 |
-
|
1339 |
-
ENOUGH.
|
1340 |
-
|
1341 |
-
|
1342 |
-
God gave a loaf to every bird,
|
1343 |
-
But just a crumb to me;
|
1344 |
-
I dare not eat it, though I starve, --
|
1345 |
-
My poignant luxury
|
1346 |
-
To own it, touch it, prove the feat
|
1347 |
-
That made the pellet mine, --
|
1348 |
-
Too happy in my sparrow chance
|
1349 |
-
For ampler coveting.
|
1350 |
-
|
1351 |
-
|
1352 |
-
It might be famine all around,
|
1353 |
-
I could not miss an ear,
|
1354 |
-
Such plenty smiles upon my board,
|
1355 |
-
My garner shows so fair.
|
1356 |
-
I wonder how the rich may feel, --
|
1357 |
-
An Indiaman -- an Earl?
|
1358 |
-
I deem that I with but a crumb
|
1359 |
-
Am sovereign of them all.
|
1360 |
-
|
1361 |
-
|
1362 |
-
|
1363 |
-
|
1364 |
-
|
1365 |
-
|
1366 |
-
|
1367 |
-
|
1368 |
-
|
1369 |
-
|
1370 |
-
XXVIII.
|
1371 |
-
|
1372 |
-
|
1373 |
-
Experiment to me
|
1374 |
-
Is every one I meet.
|
1375 |
-
If it contain a kernel?
|
1376 |
-
The figure of a nut
|
1377 |
-
|
1378 |
-
|
1379 |
-
Presents upon a tree,
|
1380 |
-
Equally plausibly;
|
1381 |
-
But meat within is requisite,
|
1382 |
-
To squirrels and to me.
|
1383 |
-
|
1384 |
-
|
1385 |
-
|
1386 |
-
|
1387 |
-
|
1388 |
-
|
1389 |
-
|
1390 |
-
|
1391 |
-
|
1392 |
-
|
1393 |
-
XXIX.
|
1394 |
-
|
1395 |
-
|
1396 |
-
MY COUNTRY'S WARDROBE.
|
1397 |
-
|
1398 |
-
|
1399 |
-
My country need not change her gown,
|
1400 |
-
Her triple suit as sweet
|
1401 |
-
As when 't was cut at Lexington,
|
1402 |
-
And first pronounced "a fit."
|
1403 |
-
|
1404 |
-
|
1405 |
-
Great Britain disapproves "the stars;"
|
1406 |
-
Disparagement discreet, --
|
1407 |
-
There 's something in their attitude
|
1408 |
-
That taunts her bayonet.
|
1409 |
-
|
1410 |
-
|
1411 |
-
|
1412 |
-
|
1413 |
-
|
1414 |
-
|
1415 |
-
|
1416 |
-
|
1417 |
-
|
1418 |
-
|
1419 |
-
XXX.
|
1420 |
-
|
1421 |
-
|
1422 |
-
Faith is a fine invention
|
1423 |
-
For gentlemen who see;
|
1424 |
-
But microscopes are prudent
|
1425 |
-
In an emergency!
|
1426 |
-
|
1427 |
-
|
1428 |
-
|
1429 |
-
|
1430 |
-
|
1431 |
-
|
1432 |
-
|
1433 |
-
|
1434 |
-
|
1435 |
-
|
1436 |
-
XXXI.
|
1437 |
-
|
1438 |
-
|
1439 |
-
Except the heaven had come so near,
|
1440 |
-
So seemed to choose my door,
|
1441 |
-
The distance would not haunt me so;
|
1442 |
-
I had not hoped before.
|
1443 |
-
|
1444 |
-
|
1445 |
-
But just to hear the grace depart
|
1446 |
-
I never thought to see,
|
1447 |
-
Afflicts me with a double loss;
|
1448 |
-
'T is lost, and lost to me.
|
1449 |
-
|
1450 |
-
|
1451 |
-
|
1452 |
-
|
1453 |
-
|
1454 |
-
|
1455 |
-
|
1456 |
-
|
1457 |
-
|
1458 |
-
|
1459 |
-
XXXII.
|
1460 |
-
|
1461 |
-
|
1462 |
-
Portraits are to daily faces
|
1463 |
-
As an evening west
|
1464 |
-
To a fine, pedantic sunshine
|
1465 |
-
In a satin vest.
|
1466 |
-
|
1467 |
-
|
1468 |
-
|
1469 |
-
|
1470 |
-
|
1471 |
-
|
1472 |
-
|
1473 |
-
|
1474 |
-
|
1475 |
-
|
1476 |
-
XXXIII.
|
1477 |
-
|
1478 |
-
|
1479 |
-
THE DUEL.
|
1480 |
-
|
1481 |
-
|
1482 |
-
I took my power in my hand.
|
1483 |
-
And went against the world;
|
1484 |
-
'T was not so much as David had,
|
1485 |
-
But I was twice as bold.
|
1486 |
-
|
1487 |
-
|
1488 |
-
I aimed my pebble, but myself
|
1489 |
-
Was all the one that fell.
|
1490 |
-
Was it Goliath was too large,
|
1491 |
-
Or only I too small?
|
1492 |
-
|
1493 |
-
|
1494 |
-
|
1495 |
-
|
1496 |
-
|
1497 |
-
|
1498 |
-
|
1499 |
-
|
1500 |
-
|
1501 |
-
|
1502 |
-
XXXIV.
|
1503 |
-
|
1504 |
-
|
1505 |
-
A shady friend for torrid days
|
1506 |
-
Is easier to find
|
1507 |
-
Than one of higher temperature
|
1508 |
-
For frigid hour of mind.
|
1509 |
-
|
1510 |
-
|
1511 |
-
The vane a little to the east
|
1512 |
-
Scares muslin souls away;
|
1513 |
-
If broadcloth breasts are firmer
|
1514 |
-
Than those of organdy,
|
1515 |
-
|
1516 |
-
|
1517 |
-
Who is to blame? The weaver?
|
1518 |
-
Ah! the bewildering thread!
|
1519 |
-
The tapestries of paradise
|
1520 |
-
So notelessly are made!
|
1521 |
-
|
1522 |
-
|
1523 |
-
|
1524 |
-
|
1525 |
-
|
1526 |
-
|
1527 |
-
|
1528 |
-
|
1529 |
-
|
1530 |
-
|
1531 |
-
XXXV.
|
1532 |
-
|
1533 |
-
|
1534 |
-
THE GOAL.
|
1535 |
-
|
1536 |
-
|
1537 |
-
Each life converges to some centre
|
1538 |
-
Expressed or still;
|
1539 |
-
Exists in every human nature
|
1540 |
-
A goal,
|
1541 |
-
|
1542 |
-
|
1543 |
-
Admitted scarcely to itself, it may be,
|
1544 |
-
Too fair
|
1545 |
-
For credibility's temerity
|
1546 |
-
To dare.
|
1547 |
-
|
1548 |
-
|
1549 |
-
Adored with caution, as a brittle heaven,
|
1550 |
-
To reach
|
1551 |
-
Were hopeless as the rainbow's raiment
|
1552 |
-
To touch,
|
1553 |
-
|
1554 |
-
|
1555 |
-
Yet persevered toward, surer for the distance;
|
1556 |
-
How high
|
1557 |
-
Unto the saints' slow diligence
|
1558 |
-
The sky!
|
1559 |
-
|
1560 |
-
|
1561 |
-
Ungained, it may be, by a life's low venture,
|
1562 |
-
But then,
|
1563 |
-
Eternity enables the endeavoring
|
1564 |
-
Again.
|
1565 |
-
|
1566 |
-
|
1567 |
-
|
1568 |
-
|
1569 |
-
|
1570 |
-
|
1571 |
-
|
1572 |
-
|
1573 |
-
|
1574 |
-
|
1575 |
-
XXXVI.
|
1576 |
-
|
1577 |
-
|
1578 |
-
SIGHT.
|
1579 |
-
|
1580 |
-
|
1581 |
-
Before I got my eye put out,
|
1582 |
-
I liked as well to see
|
1583 |
-
As other creatures that have eyes,
|
1584 |
-
And know no other way.
|
1585 |
-
|
1586 |
-
|
1587 |
-
But were it told to me, to-day,
|
1588 |
-
That I might have the sky
|
1589 |
-
For mine, I tell you that my heart
|
1590 |
-
Would split, for size of me.
|
1591 |
-
|
1592 |
-
|
1593 |
-
The meadows mine, the mountains mine, --
|
1594 |
-
All forests, stintless stars,
|
1595 |
-
As much of noon as I could take
|
1596 |
-
Between my finite eyes.
|
1597 |
-
|
1598 |
-
|
1599 |
-
The motions of the dipping birds,
|
1600 |
-
The lightning's jointed road,
|
1601 |
-
For mine to look at when I liked, --
|
1602 |
-
The news would strike me dead!
|
1603 |
-
|
1604 |
-
|
1605 |
-
So safer, guess, with just my soul
|
1606 |
-
Upon the window-pane
|
1607 |
-
Where other creatures put their eyes,
|
1608 |
-
Incautious of the sun.
|
1609 |
-
|
1610 |
-
|
1611 |
-
|
1612 |
-
|
1613 |
-
|
1614 |
-
|
1615 |
-
|
1616 |
-
|
1617 |
-
|
1618 |
-
|
1619 |
-
XXXVII.
|
1620 |
-
|
1621 |
-
|
1622 |
-
Talk with prudence to a beggar
|
1623 |
-
Of 'Potosi' and the mines!
|
1624 |
-
Reverently to the hungry
|
1625 |
-
Of your viands and your wines!
|
1626 |
-
|
1627 |
-
|
1628 |
-
Cautious, hint to any captive
|
1629 |
-
You have passed enfranchised feet!
|
1630 |
-
Anecdotes of air in dungeons
|
1631 |
-
Have sometimes proved deadly sweet!
|
1632 |
-
|
1633 |
-
|
1634 |
-
|
1635 |
-
|
1636 |
-
|
1637 |
-
|
1638 |
-
|
1639 |
-
|
1640 |
-
|
1641 |
-
|
1642 |
-
XXXVIII.
|
1643 |
-
|
1644 |
-
|
1645 |
-
THE PREACHER.
|
1646 |
-
|
1647 |
-
|
1648 |
-
He preached upon "breadth" till it argued him narrow, --
|
1649 |
-
The broad are too broad to define;
|
1650 |
-
And of "truth" until it proclaimed him a liar, --
|
1651 |
-
The truth never flaunted a sign.
|
1652 |
-
|
1653 |
-
|
1654 |
-
Simplicity fled from his counterfeit presence
|
1655 |
-
As gold the pyrites would shun.
|
1656 |
-
What confusion would cover the innocent Jesus
|
1657 |
-
To meet so enabled a man!
|
1658 |
-
|
1659 |
-
|
1660 |
-
|
1661 |
-
|
1662 |
-
|
1663 |
-
|
1664 |
-
|
1665 |
-
|
1666 |
-
|
1667 |
-
|
1668 |
-
XXXIX.
|
1669 |
-
|
1670 |
-
|
1671 |
-
Good night! which put the candle out?
|
1672 |
-
A jealous zephyr, not a doubt.
|
1673 |
-
Ah! friend, you little knew
|
1674 |
-
How long at that celestial wick
|
1675 |
-
The angels labored diligent;
|
1676 |
-
Extinguished, now, for you!
|
1677 |
-
|
1678 |
-
|
1679 |
-
It might have been the lighthouse spark
|
1680 |
-
Some sailor, rowing in the dark,
|
1681 |
-
Had importuned to see!
|
1682 |
-
It might have been the waning lamp
|
1683 |
-
That lit the drummer from the camp
|
1684 |
-
To purer reveille!
|
1685 |
-
|
1686 |
-
|
1687 |
-
|
1688 |
-
|
1689 |
-
|
1690 |
-
|
1691 |
-
|
1692 |
-
|
1693 |
-
|
1694 |
-
|
1695 |
-
XL.
|
1696 |
-
|
1697 |
-
|
1698 |
-
When I hoped I feared,
|
1699 |
-
Since I hoped I dared;
|
1700 |
-
Everywhere alone
|
1701 |
-
As a church remain;
|
1702 |
-
Spectre cannot harm,
|
1703 |
-
Serpent cannot charm;
|
1704 |
-
He deposes doom,
|
1705 |
-
Who hath suffered him.
|
1706 |
-
|
1707 |
-
|
1708 |
-
|
1709 |
-
|
1710 |
-
|
1711 |
-
|
1712 |
-
|
1713 |
-
|
1714 |
-
|
1715 |
-
|
1716 |
-
XLI.
|
1717 |
-
|
1718 |
-
|
1719 |
-
DEED.
|
1720 |
-
|
1721 |
-
|
1722 |
-
A deed knocks first at thought,
|
1723 |
-
And then it knocks at will.
|
1724 |
-
That is the manufacturing spot,
|
1725 |
-
And will at home and well.
|
1726 |
-
|
1727 |
-
|
1728 |
-
It then goes out an act,
|
1729 |
-
Or is entombed so still
|
1730 |
-
That only to the ear of God
|
1731 |
-
Its doom is audible.
|
1732 |
-
|
1733 |
-
|
1734 |
-
|
1735 |
-
|
1736 |
-
|
1737 |
-
|
1738 |
-
|
1739 |
-
|
1740 |
-
|
1741 |
-
|
1742 |
-
XLII.
|
1743 |
-
|
1744 |
-
|
1745 |
-
TIME'S LESSON.
|
1746 |
-
|
1747 |
-
|
1748 |
-
Mine enemy is growing old, --
|
1749 |
-
I have at last revenge.
|
1750 |
-
The palate of the hate departs;
|
1751 |
-
If any would avenge, --
|
1752 |
-
|
1753 |
-
|
1754 |
-
Let him be quick, the viand flits,
|
1755 |
-
It is a faded meat.
|
1756 |
-
Anger as soon as fed is dead;
|
1757 |
-
'T is starving makes it fat.
|
1758 |
-
|
1759 |
-
|
1760 |
-
|
1761 |
-
|
1762 |
-
|
1763 |
-
|
1764 |
-
|
1765 |
-
|
1766 |
-
|
1767 |
-
|
1768 |
-
XLIII.
|
1769 |
-
|
1770 |
-
|
1771 |
-
REMORSE.
|
1772 |
-
|
1773 |
-
|
1774 |
-
Remorse is memory awake,
|
1775 |
-
Her companies astir, --
|
1776 |
-
A presence of departed acts
|
1777 |
-
At window and at door.
|
1778 |
-
|
1779 |
-
|
1780 |
-
It's past set down before the soul,
|
1781 |
-
And lighted with a match,
|
1782 |
-
Perusal to facilitate
|
1783 |
-
Of its condensed despatch.
|
1784 |
-
|
1785 |
-
|
1786 |
-
Remorse is cureless, -- the disease
|
1787 |
-
Not even God can heal;
|
1788 |
-
For 't is his institution, --
|
1789 |
-
The complement of hell.
|
1790 |
-
|
1791 |
-
|
1792 |
-
|
1793 |
-
|
1794 |
-
|
1795 |
-
|
1796 |
-
|
1797 |
-
|
1798 |
-
|
1799 |
-
|
1800 |
-
XLIV.
|
1801 |
-
|
1802 |
-
|
1803 |
-
THE SHELTER.
|
1804 |
-
|
1805 |
-
|
1806 |
-
The body grows outside, --
|
1807 |
-
The more convenient way, --
|
1808 |
-
That if the spirit like to hide,
|
1809 |
-
Its temple stands alway
|
1810 |
-
|
1811 |
-
|
1812 |
-
Ajar, secure, inviting;
|
1813 |
-
It never did betray
|
1814 |
-
The soul that asked its shelter
|
1815 |
-
In timid honesty.
|
1816 |
-
|
1817 |
-
|
1818 |
-
|
1819 |
-
|
1820 |
-
|
1821 |
-
|
1822 |
-
|
1823 |
-
|
1824 |
-
|
1825 |
-
|
1826 |
-
XLV.
|
1827 |
-
|
1828 |
-
|
1829 |
-
Undue significance a starving man attaches
|
1830 |
-
To food
|
1831 |
-
Far off; he sighs, and therefore hopeless,
|
1832 |
-
And therefore good.
|
1833 |
-
|
1834 |
-
|
1835 |
-
Partaken, it relieves indeed, but proves us
|
1836 |
-
That spices fly
|
1837 |
-
In the receipt. It was the distance
|
1838 |
-
Was savory.
|
1839 |
-
|
1840 |
-
|
1841 |
-
|
1842 |
-
|
1843 |
-
XLVI.
|
1844 |
-
|
1845 |
-
|
1846 |
-
Heart not so heavy as mine,
|
1847 |
-
Wending late home,
|
1848 |
-
As it passed my window
|
1849 |
-
Whistled itself a tune, --
|
1850 |
-
|
1851 |
-
|
1852 |
-
A careless snatch, a ballad,
|
1853 |
-
A ditty of the street;
|
1854 |
-
Yet to my irritated ear
|
1855 |
-
An anodyne so sweet,
|
1856 |
-
|
1857 |
-
|
1858 |
-
It was as if a bobolink,
|
1859 |
-
Sauntering this way,
|
1860 |
-
Carolled and mused and carolled,
|
1861 |
-
Then bubbled slow away.
|
1862 |
-
|
1863 |
-
|
1864 |
-
It was as if a chirping brook
|
1865 |
-
Upon a toilsome way
|
1866 |
-
Set bleeding feet to minuets
|
1867 |
-
Without the knowing why.
|
1868 |
-
|
1869 |
-
|
1870 |
-
To-morrow, night will come again,
|
1871 |
-
Weary, perhaps, and sore.
|
1872 |
-
Ah, bugle, by my window,
|
1873 |
-
I pray you stroll once more!
|
1874 |
-
|
1875 |
-
|
1876 |
-
|
1877 |
-
|
1878 |
-
|
1879 |
-
|
1880 |
-
|
1881 |
-
|
1882 |
-
|
1883 |
-
|
1884 |
-
XLVII.
|
1885 |
-
|
1886 |
-
|
1887 |
-
I many times thought peace had come,
|
1888 |
-
When peace was far away;
|
1889 |
-
As wrecked men deem they sight the land
|
1890 |
-
At centre of the sea,
|
1891 |
-
|
1892 |
-
|
1893 |
-
And struggle slacker, but to prove,
|
1894 |
-
As hopelessly as I,
|
1895 |
-
How many the fictitious shores
|
1896 |
-
Before the harbor lie.
|
1897 |
-
|
1898 |
-
|
1899 |
-
|
1900 |
-
|
1901 |
-
|
1902 |
-
|
1903 |
-
|
1904 |
-
|
1905 |
-
|
1906 |
-
|
1907 |
-
XLVIII.
|
1908 |
-
|
1909 |
-
|
1910 |
-
Unto my books so good to turn
|
1911 |
-
Far ends of tired days;
|
1912 |
-
It half endears the abstinence,
|
1913 |
-
And pain is missed in praise.
|
1914 |
-
|
1915 |
-
|
1916 |
-
As flavors cheer retarded guests
|
1917 |
-
With banquetings to be,
|
1918 |
-
So spices stimulate the time
|
1919 |
-
Till my small library.
|
1920 |
-
|
1921 |
-
|
1922 |
-
It may be wilderness without,
|
1923 |
-
Far feet of failing men,
|
1924 |
-
But holiday excludes the night,
|
1925 |
-
And it is bells within.
|
1926 |
-
|
1927 |
-
|
1928 |
-
I thank these kinsmen of the shelf;
|
1929 |
-
Their countenances bland
|
1930 |
-
Enamour in prospective,
|
1931 |
-
And satisfy, obtained.
|
1932 |
-
|
1933 |
-
|
1934 |
-
|
1935 |
-
|
1936 |
-
|
1937 |
-
|
1938 |
-
|
1939 |
-
|
1940 |
-
|
1941 |
-
|
1942 |
-
XLIX.
|
1943 |
-
|
1944 |
-
|
1945 |
-
This merit hath the worst, --
|
1946 |
-
It cannot be again.
|
1947 |
-
When Fate hath taunted last
|
1948 |
-
And thrown her furthest stone,
|
1949 |
-
|
1950 |
-
|
1951 |
-
The maimed may pause and breathe,
|
1952 |
-
And glance securely round.
|
1953 |
-
The deer invites no longer
|
1954 |
-
Than it eludes the hound.
|
1955 |
-
|
1956 |
-
|
1957 |
-
|
1958 |
-
|
1959 |
-
|
1960 |
-
|
1961 |
-
|
1962 |
-
|
1963 |
-
|
1964 |
-
|
1965 |
-
L.
|
1966 |
-
|
1967 |
-
|
1968 |
-
HUNGER.
|
1969 |
-
|
1970 |
-
|
1971 |
-
I had been hungry all the years;
|
1972 |
-
My noon had come, to dine;
|
1973 |
-
I, trembling, drew the table near,
|
1974 |
-
And touched the curious wine.
|
1975 |
-
|
1976 |
-
|
1977 |
-
'T was this on tables I had seen,
|
1978 |
-
When turning, hungry, lone,
|
1979 |
-
I looked in windows, for the wealth
|
1980 |
-
I could not hope to own.
|
1981 |
-
|
1982 |
-
|
1983 |
-
I did not know the ample bread,
|
1984 |
-
'T was so unlike the crumb
|
1985 |
-
The birds and I had often shared
|
1986 |
-
In Nature's dining-room.
|
1987 |
-
|
1988 |
-
|
1989 |
-
The plenty hurt me, 't was so new, --
|
1990 |
-
Myself felt ill and odd,
|
1991 |
-
As berry of a mountain bush
|
1992 |
-
Transplanted to the road.
|
1993 |
-
|
1994 |
-
|
1995 |
-
Nor was I hungry; so I found
|
1996 |
-
That hunger was a way
|
1997 |
-
Of persons outside windows,
|
1998 |
-
The entering takes away.
|
1999 |
-
|
2000 |
-
|
2001 |
-
|
2002 |
-
|
2003 |
-
|
2004 |
-
|
2005 |
-
|
2006 |
-
|
2007 |
-
|
2008 |
-
|
2009 |
-
LI.
|
2010 |
-
|
2011 |
-
|
2012 |
-
I gained it so,
|
2013 |
-
By climbing slow,
|
2014 |
-
By catching at the twigs that grow
|
2015 |
-
Between the bliss and me.
|
2016 |
-
It hung so high,
|
2017 |
-
As well the sky
|
2018 |
-
Attempt by strategy.
|
2019 |
-
|
2020 |
-
|
2021 |
-
|
2022 |
-
|
2023 |
-
I said I gained it, --
|
2024 |
-
This was all.
|
2025 |
-
Look, how I clutch it,
|
2026 |
-
Lest it fall,
|
2027 |
-
And I a pauper go;
|
2028 |
-
Unfitted by an instant's grace
|
2029 |
-
For the contented beggar's face
|
2030 |
-
I wore an hour ago.
|
2031 |
-
|
2032 |
-
|
2033 |
-
|
2034 |
-
|
2035 |
-
|
2036 |
-
|
2037 |
-
|
2038 |
-
|
2039 |
-
|
2040 |
-
|
2041 |
-
LII.
|
2042 |
-
|
2043 |
-
|
2044 |
-
To learn the transport by the pain,
|
2045 |
-
As blind men learn the sun;
|
2046 |
-
To die of thirst, suspecting
|
2047 |
-
That brooks in meadows run;
|
2048 |
-
|
2049 |
-
|
2050 |
-
To stay the homesick, homesick feet
|
2051 |
-
Upon a foreign shore
|
2052 |
-
Haunted by native lands, the while,
|
2053 |
-
And blue, beloved air --
|
2054 |
-
|
2055 |
-
|
2056 |
-
This is the sovereign anguish,
|
2057 |
-
This, the signal woe!
|
2058 |
-
These are the patient laureates
|
2059 |
-
Whose voices, trained below,
|
2060 |
-
|
2061 |
-
|
2062 |
-
Ascend in ceaseless carol,
|
2063 |
-
Inaudible, indeed,
|
2064 |
-
To us, the duller scholars
|
2065 |
-
Of the mysterious bard!
|
2066 |
-
|
2067 |
-
|
2068 |
-
|
2069 |
-
|
2070 |
-
|
2071 |
-
|
2072 |
-
|
2073 |
-
|
2074 |
-
|
2075 |
-
|
2076 |
-
LIII.
|
2077 |
-
|
2078 |
-
|
2079 |
-
RETURNING.
|
2080 |
-
|
2081 |
-
|
2082 |
-
I years had been from home,
|
2083 |
-
And now, before the door,
|
2084 |
-
I dared not open, lest a face
|
2085 |
-
I never saw before
|
2086 |
-
|
2087 |
-
|
2088 |
-
Stare vacant into mine
|
2089 |
-
And ask my business there.
|
2090 |
-
My business, -- just a life I left,
|
2091 |
-
Was such still dwelling there?
|
2092 |
-
|
2093 |
-
|
2094 |
-
I fumbled at my nerve,
|
2095 |
-
I scanned the windows near;
|
2096 |
-
The silence like an ocean rolled,
|
2097 |
-
And broke against my ear.
|
2098 |
-
|
2099 |
-
|
2100 |
-
I laughed a wooden laugh
|
2101 |
-
That I could fear a door,
|
2102 |
-
Who danger and the dead had faced,
|
2103 |
-
But never quaked before.
|
2104 |
-
|
2105 |
-
|
2106 |
-
I fitted to the latch
|
2107 |
-
My hand, with trembling care,
|
2108 |
-
Lest back the awful door should spring,
|
2109 |
-
And leave me standing there.
|
2110 |
-
|
2111 |
-
|
2112 |
-
I moved my fingers off
|
2113 |
-
As cautiously as glass,
|
2114 |
-
And held my ears, and like a thief
|
2115 |
-
Fled gasping from the house.
|
2116 |
-
|
2117 |
-
|
2118 |
-
|
2119 |
-
|
2120 |
-
|
2121 |
-
|
2122 |
-
|
2123 |
-
|
2124 |
-
|
2125 |
-
|
2126 |
-
LIV.
|
2127 |
-
|
2128 |
-
|
2129 |
-
PRAYER.
|
2130 |
-
|
2131 |
-
|
2132 |
-
Prayer is the little implement
|
2133 |
-
Through which men reach
|
2134 |
-
Where presence is denied them.
|
2135 |
-
They fling their speech
|
2136 |
-
|
2137 |
-
|
2138 |
-
By means of it in God's ear;
|
2139 |
-
If then He hear,
|
2140 |
-
This sums the apparatus
|
2141 |
-
Comprised in prayer.
|
2142 |
-
|
2143 |
-
|
2144 |
-
|
2145 |
-
|
2146 |
-
|
2147 |
-
|
2148 |
-
|
2149 |
-
|
2150 |
-
|
2151 |
-
|
2152 |
-
LV.
|
2153 |
-
|
2154 |
-
|
2155 |
-
I know that he exists
|
2156 |
-
Somewhere, in silence.
|
2157 |
-
He has hid his rare life
|
2158 |
-
From our gross eyes.
|
2159 |
-
|
2160 |
-
|
2161 |
-
'T is an instant's play,
|
2162 |
-
'T is a fond ambush,
|
2163 |
-
Just to make bliss
|
2164 |
-
Earn her own surprise!
|
2165 |
-
|
2166 |
-
|
2167 |
-
But should the play
|
2168 |
-
Prove piercing earnest,
|
2169 |
-
Should the glee glaze
|
2170 |
-
In death's stiff stare,
|
2171 |
-
|
2172 |
-
|
2173 |
-
Would not the fun
|
2174 |
-
Look too expensive?
|
2175 |
-
Would not the jest
|
2176 |
-
Have crawled too far?
|
2177 |
-
|
2178 |
-
|
2179 |
-
|
2180 |
-
|
2181 |
-
|
2182 |
-
|
2183 |
-
|
2184 |
-
|
2185 |
-
|
2186 |
-
|
2187 |
-
LVI.
|
2188 |
-
|
2189 |
-
|
2190 |
-
MELODIES UNHEARD.
|
2191 |
-
|
2192 |
-
|
2193 |
-
Musicians wrestle everywhere:
|
2194 |
-
All day, among the crowded air,
|
2195 |
-
I hear the silver strife;
|
2196 |
-
And -- waking long before the dawn --
|
2197 |
-
Such transport breaks upon the town
|
2198 |
-
I think it that "new life!"
|
2199 |
-
|
2200 |
-
|
2201 |
-
It is not bird, it has no nest;
|
2202 |
-
Nor band, in brass and scarlet dressed,
|
2203 |
-
Nor tambourine, nor man;
|
2204 |
-
It is not hymn from pulpit read, --
|
2205 |
-
The morning stars the treble led
|
2206 |
-
On time's first afternoon!
|
2207 |
-
|
2208 |
-
|
2209 |
-
Some say it is the spheres at play!
|
2210 |
-
Some say that bright majority
|
2211 |
-
Of vanished dames and men!
|
2212 |
-
Some think it service in the place
|
2213 |
-
Where we, with late, celestial face,
|
2214 |
-
Please God, shall ascertain!
|
2215 |
-
|
2216 |
-
|
2217 |
-
|
2218 |
-
|
2219 |
-
|
2220 |
-
|
2221 |
-
|
2222 |
-
|
2223 |
-
|
2224 |
-
|
2225 |
-
LVII.
|
2226 |
-
|
2227 |
-
|
2228 |
-
CALLED BACK.
|
2229 |
-
|
2230 |
-
|
2231 |
-
Just lost when I was saved!
|
2232 |
-
Just felt the world go by!
|
2233 |
-
Just girt me for the onset with eternity,
|
2234 |
-
When breath blew back,
|
2235 |
-
And on the other side
|
2236 |
-
I heard recede the disappointed tide!
|
2237 |
-
|
2238 |
-
|
2239 |
-
Therefore, as one returned, I feel,
|
2240 |
-
Odd secrets of the line to tell!
|
2241 |
-
Some sailor, skirting foreign shores,
|
2242 |
-
Some pale reporter from the awful doors
|
2243 |
-
Before the seal!
|
2244 |
-
|
2245 |
-
|
2246 |
-
Next time, to stay!
|
2247 |
-
Next time, the things to see
|
2248 |
-
By ear unheard,
|
2249 |
-
Unscrutinized by eye.
|
2250 |
-
|
2251 |
-
|
2252 |
-
Next time, to tarry,
|
2253 |
-
While the ages steal, --
|
2254 |
-
Slow tramp the centuries,
|
2255 |
-
And the cycles wheel.
|
2256 |
-
|
2257 |
-
|
2258 |
-
|
2259 |
-
|
2260 |
-
|
2261 |
-
|
2262 |
-
|
2263 |
-
|
2264 |
-
|
2265 |
-
|
2266 |
-
|
2267 |
-
|
2268 |
-
II. LOVE.
|
2269 |
-
|
2270 |
-
|
2271 |
-
|
2272 |
-
|
2273 |
-
I.
|
2274 |
-
|
2275 |
-
|
2276 |
-
CHOICE.
|
2277 |
-
|
2278 |
-
|
2279 |
-
Of all the souls that stand create
|
2280 |
-
I have elected one.
|
2281 |
-
When sense from spirit files away,
|
2282 |
-
And subterfuge is done;
|
2283 |
-
|
2284 |
-
|
2285 |
-
When that which is and that which was
|
2286 |
-
Apart, intrinsic, stand,
|
2287 |
-
And this brief tragedy of flesh
|
2288 |
-
Is shifted like a sand;
|
2289 |
-
|
2290 |
-
|
2291 |
-
When figures show their royal front
|
2292 |
-
And mists are carved away, --
|
2293 |
-
Behold the atom I preferred
|
2294 |
-
To all the lists of clay!
|
2295 |
-
|
2296 |
-
|
2297 |
-
|
2298 |
-
|
2299 |
-
|
2300 |
-
|
2301 |
-
|
2302 |
-
|
2303 |
-
|
2304 |
-
|
2305 |
-
II.
|
2306 |
-
|
2307 |
-
|
2308 |
-
I have no life but this,
|
2309 |
-
To lead it here;
|
2310 |
-
Nor any death, but lest
|
2311 |
-
Dispelled from there;
|
2312 |
-
|
2313 |
-
|
2314 |
-
Nor tie to earths to come,
|
2315 |
-
Nor action new,
|
2316 |
-
Except through this extent,
|
2317 |
-
The realm of you.
|
2318 |
-
|
2319 |
-
|
2320 |
-
|
2321 |
-
|
2322 |
-
|
2323 |
-
|
2324 |
-
|
2325 |
-
|
2326 |
-
|
2327 |
-
|
2328 |
-
III.
|
2329 |
-
|
2330 |
-
|
2331 |
-
Your riches taught me poverty.
|
2332 |
-
Myself a millionnaire
|
2333 |
-
In little wealths, -- as girls could boast, --
|
2334 |
-
Till broad as Buenos Ayre,
|
2335 |
-
|
2336 |
-
|
2337 |
-
You drifted your dominions
|
2338 |
-
A different Peru;
|
2339 |
-
And I esteemed all poverty,
|
2340 |
-
For life's estate with you.
|
2341 |
-
|
2342 |
-
|
2343 |
-
Of mines I little know, myself,
|
2344 |
-
But just the names of gems, --
|
2345 |
-
The colors of the commonest;
|
2346 |
-
And scarce of diadems
|
2347 |
-
|
2348 |
-
|
2349 |
-
So much that, did I meet the queen,
|
2350 |
-
Her glory I should know:
|
2351 |
-
But this must be a different wealth,
|
2352 |
-
To miss it beggars so.
|
2353 |
-
|
2354 |
-
|
2355 |
-
I 'm sure 't is India all day
|
2356 |
-
To those who look on you
|
2357 |
-
Without a stint, without a blame, --
|
2358 |
-
Might I but be the Jew!
|
2359 |
-
|
2360 |
-
|
2361 |
-
I 'm sure it is Golconda,
|
2362 |
-
Beyond my power to deem, --
|
2363 |
-
To have a smile for mine each day,
|
2364 |
-
How better than a gem!
|
2365 |
-
|
2366 |
-
|
2367 |
-
At least, it solaces to know
|
2368 |
-
That there exists a gold,
|
2369 |
-
Although I prove it just in time
|
2370 |
-
Its distance to behold!
|
2371 |
-
|
2372 |
-
|
2373 |
-
It 's far, far treasure to surmise,
|
2374 |
-
And estimate the pearl
|
2375 |
-
That slipped my simple fingers through
|
2376 |
-
While just a girl at school!
|
2377 |
-
|
2378 |
-
|
2379 |
-
|
2380 |
-
|
2381 |
-
|
2382 |
-
|
2383 |
-
|
2384 |
-
|
2385 |
-
|
2386 |
-
|
2387 |
-
IV.
|
2388 |
-
|
2389 |
-
|
2390 |
-
THE CONTRACT.
|
2391 |
-
|
2392 |
-
|
2393 |
-
I gave myself to him,
|
2394 |
-
And took himself for pay.
|
2395 |
-
The solemn contract of a life
|
2396 |
-
Was ratified this way.
|
2397 |
-
|
2398 |
-
|
2399 |
-
The wealth might disappoint,
|
2400 |
-
Myself a poorer prove
|
2401 |
-
Than this great purchaser suspect,
|
2402 |
-
The daily own of Love
|
2403 |
-
|
2404 |
-
|
2405 |
-
Depreciate the vision;
|
2406 |
-
But, till the merchant buy,
|
2407 |
-
Still fable, in the isles of spice,
|
2408 |
-
The subtle cargoes lie.
|
2409 |
-
|
2410 |
-
|
2411 |
-
At least, 't is mutual risk, --
|
2412 |
-
Some found it mutual gain;
|
2413 |
-
Sweet debt of Life, -- each night to owe,
|
2414 |
-
Insolvent, every noon.
|
2415 |
-
|
2416 |
-
|
2417 |
-
|
2418 |
-
|
2419 |
-
|
2420 |
-
|
2421 |
-
|
2422 |
-
|
2423 |
-
|
2424 |
-
|
2425 |
-
V.
|
2426 |
-
|
2427 |
-
|
2428 |
-
THE LETTER.
|
2429 |
-
|
2430 |
-
|
2431 |
-
"GOING to him! Happy letter! Tell him --
|
2432 |
-
Tell him the page I didn't write;
|
2433 |
-
Tell him I only said the syntax,
|
2434 |
-
And left the verb and the pronoun out.
|
2435 |
-
Tell him just how the fingers hurried,
|
2436 |
-
Then how they waded, slow, slow, slow;
|
2437 |
-
And then you wished you had eyes in your pages,
|
2438 |
-
So you could see what moved them so.
|
2439 |
-
|
2440 |
-
|
2441 |
-
"Tell him it wasn't a practised writer,
|
2442 |
-
You guessed, from the way the sentence toiled;
|
2443 |
-
You could hear the bodice tug, behind you,
|
2444 |
-
As if it held but the might of a child;
|
2445 |
-
You almost pitied it, you, it worked so.
|
2446 |
-
Tell him -- No, you may quibble there,
|
2447 |
-
For it would split his heart to know it,
|
2448 |
-
And then you and I were silenter.
|
2449 |
-
|
2450 |
-
|
2451 |
-
"Tell him night finished before we finished,
|
2452 |
-
And the old clock kept neighing 'day!'
|
2453 |
-
And you got sleepy and begged to be ended --
|
2454 |
-
What could it hinder so, to say?
|
2455 |
-
Tell him just how she sealed you, cautious,
|
2456 |
-
But if he ask where you are hid
|
2457 |
-
Until to-morrow, -- happy letter!
|
2458 |
-
Gesture, coquette, and shake your head!"
|
2459 |
-
|
2460 |
-
|
2461 |
-
|
2462 |
-
|
2463 |
-
|
2464 |
-
|
2465 |
-
|
2466 |
-
|
2467 |
-
|
2468 |
-
|
2469 |
-
VI.
|
2470 |
-
|
2471 |
-
|
2472 |
-
The way I read a letter 's this:
|
2473 |
-
'T is first I lock the door,
|
2474 |
-
And push it with my fingers next,
|
2475 |
-
For transport it be sure.
|
2476 |
-
|
2477 |
-
|
2478 |
-
And then I go the furthest off
|
2479 |
-
To counteract a knock;
|
2480 |
-
Then draw my little letter forth
|
2481 |
-
And softly pick its lock.
|
2482 |
-
|
2483 |
-
|
2484 |
-
Then, glancing narrow at the wall,
|
2485 |
-
And narrow at the floor,
|
2486 |
-
For firm conviction of a mouse
|
2487 |
-
Not exorcised before,
|
2488 |
-
|
2489 |
-
|
2490 |
-
Peruse how infinite I am
|
2491 |
-
To -- no one that you know!
|
2492 |
-
And sigh for lack of heaven, -- but not
|
2493 |
-
The heaven the creeds bestow.
|
2494 |
-
|
2495 |
-
|
2496 |
-
|
2497 |
-
|
2498 |
-
|
2499 |
-
|
2500 |
-
|
2501 |
-
|
2502 |
-
|
2503 |
-
|
2504 |
-
VII.
|
2505 |
-
|
2506 |
-
|
2507 |
-
Wild nights! Wild nights!
|
2508 |
-
Were I with thee,
|
2509 |
-
Wild nights should be
|
2510 |
-
Our luxury!
|
2511 |
-
|
2512 |
-
|
2513 |
-
Futile the winds
|
2514 |
-
To a heart in port, --
|
2515 |
-
Done with the compass,
|
2516 |
-
Done with the chart.
|
2517 |
-
|
2518 |
-
|
2519 |
-
Rowing in Eden!
|
2520 |
-
Ah! the sea!
|
2521 |
-
Might I but moor
|
2522 |
-
To-night in thee!
|
2523 |
-
|
2524 |
-
|
2525 |
-
|
2526 |
-
|
2527 |
-
|
2528 |
-
|
2529 |
-
|
2530 |
-
|
2531 |
-
|
2532 |
-
|
2533 |
-
VIII.
|
2534 |
-
|
2535 |
-
|
2536 |
-
AT HOME.
|
2537 |
-
|
2538 |
-
|
2539 |
-
The night was wide, and furnished scant
|
2540 |
-
With but a single star,
|
2541 |
-
That often as a cloud it met
|
2542 |
-
Blew out itself for fear.
|
2543 |
-
|
2544 |
-
|
2545 |
-
The wind pursued the little bush,
|
2546 |
-
And drove away the leaves
|
2547 |
-
November left; then clambered up
|
2548 |
-
And fretted in the eaves.
|
2549 |
-
|
2550 |
-
|
2551 |
-
No squirrel went abroad;
|
2552 |
-
A dog's belated feet
|
2553 |
-
Like intermittent plush were heard
|
2554 |
-
Adown the empty street.
|
2555 |
-
|
2556 |
-
|
2557 |
-
To feel if blinds be fast,
|
2558 |
-
And closer to the fire
|
2559 |
-
Her little rocking-chair to draw,
|
2560 |
-
And shiver for the poor,
|
2561 |
-
|
2562 |
-
|
2563 |
-
The housewife's gentle task.
|
2564 |
-
"How pleasanter," said she
|
2565 |
-
Unto the sofa opposite,
|
2566 |
-
"The sleet than May -- no thee!"
|
2567 |
-
|
2568 |
-
|
2569 |
-
|
2570 |
-
|
2571 |
-
|
2572 |
-
|
2573 |
-
|
2574 |
-
|
2575 |
-
|
2576 |
-
|
2577 |
-
IX.
|
2578 |
-
|
2579 |
-
|
2580 |
-
POSSESSION.
|
2581 |
-
|
2582 |
-
|
2583 |
-
Did the harebell loose her girdle
|
2584 |
-
To the lover bee,
|
2585 |
-
Would the bee the harebell hallow
|
2586 |
-
Much as formerly?
|
2587 |
-
|
2588 |
-
|
2589 |
-
Did the paradise, persuaded,
|
2590 |
-
Yield her moat of pearl,
|
2591 |
-
Would the Eden be an Eden,
|
2592 |
-
Or the earl an earl?
|
2593 |
-
|
2594 |
-
|
2595 |
-
|
2596 |
-
|
2597 |
-
|
2598 |
-
|
2599 |
-
|
2600 |
-
|
2601 |
-
|
2602 |
-
|
2603 |
-
X.
|
2604 |
-
|
2605 |
-
|
2606 |
-
A charm invests a face
|
2607 |
-
Imperfectly beheld, --
|
2608 |
-
The lady dare not lift her veil
|
2609 |
-
For fear it be dispelled.
|
2610 |
-
|
2611 |
-
|
2612 |
-
But peers beyond her mesh,
|
2613 |
-
And wishes, and denies, --
|
2614 |
-
Lest interview annul a want
|
2615 |
-
That image satisfies.
|
2616 |
-
|
2617 |
-
|
2618 |
-
|
2619 |
-
|
2620 |
-
|
2621 |
-
|
2622 |
-
|
2623 |
-
|
2624 |
-
|
2625 |
-
|
2626 |
-
XI.
|
2627 |
-
|
2628 |
-
|
2629 |
-
THE LOVERS.
|
2630 |
-
|
2631 |
-
|
2632 |
-
The rose did caper on her cheek,
|
2633 |
-
Her bodice rose and fell,
|
2634 |
-
Her pretty speech, like drunken men,
|
2635 |
-
Did stagger pitiful.
|
2636 |
-
|
2637 |
-
|
2638 |
-
Her fingers fumbled at her work, --
|
2639 |
-
Her needle would not go;
|
2640 |
-
What ailed so smart a little maid
|
2641 |
-
It puzzled me to know,
|
2642 |
-
|
2643 |
-
|
2644 |
-
Till opposite I spied a cheek
|
2645 |
-
That bore another rose;
|
2646 |
-
Just opposite, another speech
|
2647 |
-
That like the drunkard goes;
|
2648 |
-
|
2649 |
-
|
2650 |
-
A vest that, like the bodice, danced
|
2651 |
-
To the immortal tune, --
|
2652 |
-
Till those two troubled little clocks
|
2653 |
-
Ticked softly into one.
|
2654 |
-
|
2655 |
-
|
2656 |
-
|
2657 |
-
|
2658 |
-
|
2659 |
-
|
2660 |
-
|
2661 |
-
|
2662 |
-
|
2663 |
-
|
2664 |
-
XII.
|
2665 |
-
|
2666 |
-
|
2667 |
-
In lands I never saw, they say,
|
2668 |
-
Immortal Alps look down,
|
2669 |
-
Whose bonnets touch the firmament,
|
2670 |
-
Whose sandals touch the town, --
|
2671 |
-
|
2672 |
-
|
2673 |
-
Meek at whose everlasting feet
|
2674 |
-
A myriad daisies play.
|
2675 |
-
Which, sir, are you, and which am I,
|
2676 |
-
Upon an August day?
|
2677 |
-
|
2678 |
-
|
2679 |
-
|
2680 |
-
|
2681 |
-
|
2682 |
-
|
2683 |
-
|
2684 |
-
|
2685 |
-
|
2686 |
-
|
2687 |
-
XIII.
|
2688 |
-
|
2689 |
-
|
2690 |
-
The moon is distant from the sea,
|
2691 |
-
And yet with amber hands
|
2692 |
-
She leads him, docile as a boy,
|
2693 |
-
Along appointed sands.
|
2694 |
-
|
2695 |
-
|
2696 |
-
He never misses a degree;
|
2697 |
-
Obedient to her eye,
|
2698 |
-
He comes just so far toward the town,
|
2699 |
-
Just so far goes away.
|
2700 |
-
|
2701 |
-
|
2702 |
-
Oh, Signor, thine the amber hand,
|
2703 |
-
And mine the distant sea, --
|
2704 |
-
Obedient to the least command
|
2705 |
-
Thine eyes impose on me.
|
2706 |
-
|
2707 |
-
|
2708 |
-
|
2709 |
-
|
2710 |
-
|
2711 |
-
|
2712 |
-
|
2713 |
-
|
2714 |
-
|
2715 |
-
|
2716 |
-
XIV.
|
2717 |
-
|
2718 |
-
|
2719 |
-
He put the belt around my life, --
|
2720 |
-
I heard the buckle snap,
|
2721 |
-
And turned away, imperial,
|
2722 |
-
My lifetime folding up
|
2723 |
-
Deliberate, as a duke would do
|
2724 |
-
A kingdom's title-deed, --
|
2725 |
-
Henceforth a dedicated sort,
|
2726 |
-
A member of the cloud.
|
2727 |
-
|
2728 |
-
|
2729 |
-
Yet not too far to come at call,
|
2730 |
-
And do the little toils
|
2731 |
-
That make the circuit of the rest,
|
2732 |
-
And deal occasional smiles
|
2733 |
-
To lives that stoop to notice mine
|
2734 |
-
And kindly ask it in, --
|
2735 |
-
Whose invitation, knew you not
|
2736 |
-
For whom I must decline?
|
2737 |
-
|
2738 |
-
|
2739 |
-
|
2740 |
-
|
2741 |
-
|
2742 |
-
|
2743 |
-
|
2744 |
-
|
2745 |
-
|
2746 |
-
|
2747 |
-
XV.
|
2748 |
-
|
2749 |
-
|
2750 |
-
THE LOST JEWEL.
|
2751 |
-
|
2752 |
-
|
2753 |
-
I held a jewel in my fingers
|
2754 |
-
And went to sleep.
|
2755 |
-
The day was warm, and winds were prosy;
|
2756 |
-
I said: "'T will keep."
|
2757 |
-
|
2758 |
-
|
2759 |
-
I woke and chid my honest fingers, --
|
2760 |
-
The gem was gone;
|
2761 |
-
And now an amethyst remembrance
|
2762 |
-
Is all I own.
|
2763 |
-
|
2764 |
-
|
2765 |
-
|
2766 |
-
|
2767 |
-
|
2768 |
-
|
2769 |
-
|
2770 |
-
|
2771 |
-
|
2772 |
-
|
2773 |
-
XVI.
|
2774 |
-
|
2775 |
-
|
2776 |
-
What if I say I shall not wait?
|
2777 |
-
What if I burst the fleshly gate
|
2778 |
-
And pass, escaped, to thee?
|
2779 |
-
What if I file this mortal off,
|
2780 |
-
See where it hurt me, -- that 's enough, --
|
2781 |
-
And wade in liberty?
|
2782 |
-
|
2783 |
-
|
2784 |
-
They cannot take us any more, --
|
2785 |
-
Dungeons may call, and guns implore;
|
2786 |
-
Unmeaning now, to me,
|
2787 |
-
As laughter was an hour ago,
|
2788 |
-
Or laces, or a travelling show,
|
2789 |
-
Or who died yesterday!
|
2790 |
-
|
2791 |
-
|
2792 |
-
|
2793 |
-
|
2794 |
-
|
2795 |
-
|
2796 |
-
|
2797 |
-
|
2798 |
-
|
2799 |
-
|
2800 |
-
|
2801 |
-
|
2802 |
-
|
2803 |
-
|
2804 |
-
|
2805 |
-
|
2806 |
-
|
2807 |
-
|
2808 |
-
III. NATURE.
|
2809 |
-
|
2810 |
-
|
2811 |
-
|
2812 |
-
|
2813 |
-
I.
|
2814 |
-
|
2815 |
-
|
2816 |
-
MOTHER NATURE.
|
2817 |
-
|
2818 |
-
|
2819 |
-
Nature, the gentlest mother,
|
2820 |
-
Impatient of no child,
|
2821 |
-
The feeblest or the waywardest, --
|
2822 |
-
Her admonition mild
|
2823 |
-
|
2824 |
-
|
2825 |
-
In forest and the hill
|
2826 |
-
By traveller is heard,
|
2827 |
-
Restraining rampant squirrel
|
2828 |
-
Or too impetuous bird.
|
2829 |
-
|
2830 |
-
|
2831 |
-
How fair her conversation,
|
2832 |
-
A summer afternoon, --
|
2833 |
-
Her household, her assembly;
|
2834 |
-
And when the sun goes down
|
2835 |
-
|
2836 |
-
|
2837 |
-
Her voice among the aisles
|
2838 |
-
Incites the timid prayer
|
2839 |
-
Of the minutest cricket,
|
2840 |
-
The most unworthy flower.
|
2841 |
-
|
2842 |
-
|
2843 |
-
When all the children sleep
|
2844 |
-
She turns as long away
|
2845 |
-
As will suffice to light her lamps;
|
2846 |
-
Then, bending from the sky
|
2847 |
-
|
2848 |
-
|
2849 |
-
With infinite affection
|
2850 |
-
And infiniter care,
|
2851 |
-
Her golden finger on her lip,
|
2852 |
-
Wills silence everywhere.
|
2853 |
-
|
2854 |
-
|
2855 |
-
|
2856 |
-
|
2857 |
-
|
2858 |
-
|
2859 |
-
|
2860 |
-
|
2861 |
-
|
2862 |
-
|
2863 |
-
II.
|
2864 |
-
|
2865 |
-
|
2866 |
-
OUT OF THE MORNING.
|
2867 |
-
|
2868 |
-
|
2869 |
-
Will there really be a morning?
|
2870 |
-
Is there such a thing as day?
|
2871 |
-
Could I see it from the mountains
|
2872 |
-
If I were as tall as they?
|
2873 |
-
|
2874 |
-
|
2875 |
-
Has it feet like water-lilies?
|
2876 |
-
Has it feathers like a bird?
|
2877 |
-
Is it brought from famous countries
|
2878 |
-
Of which I have never heard?
|
2879 |
-
|
2880 |
-
|
2881 |
-
Oh, some scholar! Oh, some sailor!
|
2882 |
-
Oh, some wise man from the skies!
|
2883 |
-
Please to tell a little pilgrim
|
2884 |
-
Where the place called morning lies!
|
2885 |
-
|
2886 |
-
|
2887 |
-
|
2888 |
-
|
2889 |
-
|
2890 |
-
|
2891 |
-
|
2892 |
-
|
2893 |
-
|
2894 |
-
|
2895 |
-
III.
|
2896 |
-
|
2897 |
-
|
2898 |
-
At half-past three a single bird
|
2899 |
-
Unto a silent sky
|
2900 |
-
Propounded but a single term
|
2901 |
-
Of cautious melody.
|
2902 |
-
|
2903 |
-
|
2904 |
-
At half-past four, experiment
|
2905 |
-
Had subjugated test,
|
2906 |
-
And lo! her silver principle
|
2907 |
-
Supplanted all the rest.
|
2908 |
-
|
2909 |
-
|
2910 |
-
At half-past seven, element
|
2911 |
-
Nor implement was seen,
|
2912 |
-
And place was where the presence was,
|
2913 |
-
Circumference between.
|
2914 |
-
|
2915 |
-
|
2916 |
-
|
2917 |
-
|
2918 |
-
|
2919 |
-
|
2920 |
-
|
2921 |
-
|
2922 |
-
|
2923 |
-
|
2924 |
-
IV.
|
2925 |
-
|
2926 |
-
|
2927 |
-
DAY'S PARLOR.
|
2928 |
-
|
2929 |
-
|
2930 |
-
The day came slow, till five o'clock,
|
2931 |
-
Then sprang before the hills
|
2932 |
-
Like hindered rubies, or the light
|
2933 |
-
A sudden musket spills.
|
2934 |
-
|
2935 |
-
|
2936 |
-
The purple could not keep the east,
|
2937 |
-
The sunrise shook from fold,
|
2938 |
-
Like breadths of topaz, packed a night,
|
2939 |
-
The lady just unrolled.
|
2940 |
-
|
2941 |
-
|
2942 |
-
The happy winds their timbrels took;
|
2943 |
-
The birds, in docile rows,
|
2944 |
-
Arranged themselves around their prince
|
2945 |
-
(The wind is prince of those).
|
2946 |
-
|
2947 |
-
|
2948 |
-
The orchard sparkled like a Jew, --
|
2949 |
-
How mighty 't was, to stay
|
2950 |
-
A guest in this stupendous place,
|
2951 |
-
The parlor of the day!
|
2952 |
-
|
2953 |
-
|
2954 |
-
|
2955 |
-
|
2956 |
-
|
2957 |
-
|
2958 |
-
|
2959 |
-
|
2960 |
-
|
2961 |
-
|
2962 |
-
V.
|
2963 |
-
|
2964 |
-
|
2965 |
-
THE SUN'S WOOING.
|
2966 |
-
|
2967 |
-
|
2968 |
-
The sun just touched the morning;
|
2969 |
-
The morning, happy thing,
|
2970 |
-
Supposed that he had come to dwell,
|
2971 |
-
And life would be all spring.
|
2972 |
-
|
2973 |
-
|
2974 |
-
She felt herself supremer, --
|
2975 |
-
A raised, ethereal thing;
|
2976 |
-
Henceforth for her what holiday!
|
2977 |
-
Meanwhile, her wheeling king
|
2978 |
-
|
2979 |
-
|
2980 |
-
Trailed slow along the orchards
|
2981 |
-
His haughty, spangled hems,
|
2982 |
-
Leaving a new necessity, --
|
2983 |
-
The want of diadems!
|
2984 |
-
|
2985 |
-
|
2986 |
-
The morning fluttered, staggered,
|
2987 |
-
Felt feebly for her crown, --
|
2988 |
-
Her unanointed forehead
|
2989 |
-
Henceforth her only one.
|
2990 |
-
|
2991 |
-
|
2992 |
-
|
2993 |
-
|
2994 |
-
|
2995 |
-
|
2996 |
-
|
2997 |
-
|
2998 |
-
|
2999 |
-
|
3000 |
-
|
3001 |
-
|
3002 |
-
VI.
|
3003 |
-
|
3004 |
-
|
3005 |
-
THE ROBIN.
|
3006 |
-
|
3007 |
-
|
3008 |
-
The robin is the one
|
3009 |
-
That interrupts the morn
|
3010 |
-
With hurried, few, express reports
|
3011 |
-
When March is scarcely on.
|
3012 |
-
|
3013 |
-
|
3014 |
-
The robin is the one
|
3015 |
-
That overflows the noon
|
3016 |
-
With her cherubic quantity,
|
3017 |
-
An April but begun.
|
3018 |
-
|
3019 |
-
|
3020 |
-
The robin is the one
|
3021 |
-
That speechless from her nest
|
3022 |
-
Submits that home and certainty
|
3023 |
-
And sanctity are best.
|
3024 |
-
|
3025 |
-
|
3026 |
-
|
3027 |
-
|
3028 |
-
|
3029 |
-
|
3030 |
-
|
3031 |
-
|
3032 |
-
|
3033 |
-
|
3034 |
-
VII.
|
3035 |
-
|
3036 |
-
|
3037 |
-
THE BUTTERFLY'S DAY.
|
3038 |
-
|
3039 |
-
|
3040 |
-
From cocoon forth a butterfly
|
3041 |
-
As lady from her door
|
3042 |
-
Emerged -- a summer afternoon --
|
3043 |
-
Repairing everywhere,
|
3044 |
-
|
3045 |
-
|
3046 |
-
Without design, that I could trace,
|
3047 |
-
Except to stray abroad
|
3048 |
-
On miscellaneous enterprise
|
3049 |
-
The clovers understood.
|
3050 |
-
|
3051 |
-
|
3052 |
-
Her pretty parasol was seen
|
3053 |
-
Contracting in a field
|
3054 |
-
Where men made hay, then struggling hard
|
3055 |
-
With an opposing cloud,
|
3056 |
-
|
3057 |
-
|
3058 |
-
Where parties, phantom as herself,
|
3059 |
-
To Nowhere seemed to go
|
3060 |
-
In purposeless circumference,
|
3061 |
-
As 't were a tropic show.
|
3062 |
-
|
3063 |
-
|
3064 |
-
And notwithstanding bee that worked,
|
3065 |
-
And flower that zealous blew,
|
3066 |
-
This audience of idleness
|
3067 |
-
Disdained them, from the sky,
|
3068 |
-
|
3069 |
-
|
3070 |
-
Till sundown crept, a steady tide,
|
3071 |
-
And men that made the hay,
|
3072 |
-
And afternoon, and butterfly,
|
3073 |
-
Extinguished in its sea.
|
3074 |
-
|
3075 |
-
|
3076 |
-
|
3077 |
-
|
3078 |
-
|
3079 |
-
|
3080 |
-
|
3081 |
-
|
3082 |
-
|
3083 |
-
|
3084 |
-
VIII.
|
3085 |
-
|
3086 |
-
|
3087 |
-
THE BLUEBIRD.
|
3088 |
-
|
3089 |
-
|
3090 |
-
Before you thought of spring,
|
3091 |
-
Except as a surmise,
|
3092 |
-
You see, God bless his suddenness,
|
3093 |
-
A fellow in the skies
|
3094 |
-
Of independent hues,
|
3095 |
-
A little weather-worn,
|
3096 |
-
Inspiriting habiliments
|
3097 |
-
Of indigo and brown.
|
3098 |
-
|
3099 |
-
|
3100 |
-
With specimens of song,
|
3101 |
-
As if for you to choose,
|
3102 |
-
Discretion in the interval,
|
3103 |
-
With gay delays he goes
|
3104 |
-
To some superior tree
|
3105 |
-
Without a single leaf,
|
3106 |
-
And shouts for joy to nobody
|
3107 |
-
But his seraphic self!
|
3108 |
-
|
3109 |
-
|
3110 |
-
|
3111 |
-
|
3112 |
-
|
3113 |
-
|
3114 |
-
|
3115 |
-
|
3116 |
-
|
3117 |
-
|
3118 |
-
IX.
|
3119 |
-
|
3120 |
-
|
3121 |
-
APRIL.
|
3122 |
-
|
3123 |
-
|
3124 |
-
An altered look about the hills;
|
3125 |
-
A Tyrian light the village fills;
|
3126 |
-
A wider sunrise in the dawn;
|
3127 |
-
A deeper twilight on the lawn;
|
3128 |
-
A print of a vermilion foot;
|
3129 |
-
A purple finger on the slope;
|
3130 |
-
A flippant fly upon the pane;
|
3131 |
-
A spider at his trade again;
|
3132 |
-
An added strut in chanticleer;
|
3133 |
-
A flower expected everywhere;
|
3134 |
-
An axe shrill singing in the woods;
|
3135 |
-
Fern-odors on untravelled roads, --
|
3136 |
-
All this, and more I cannot tell,
|
3137 |
-
A furtive look you know as well,
|
3138 |
-
And Nicodemus' mystery
|
3139 |
-
Receives its annual reply.
|
|
|
1 |
+
XI.
|
|
|
|
|
2 |
COMPENSATION.
|
3 |
|
|
|
4 |
For each ecstatic instant
|
5 |
We must an anguish pay
|
6 |
In keen and quivering ratio
|
7 |
To the ecstasy.
|
8 |
|
|
|
9 |
For each beloved hour
|
10 |
Sharp pittances of years,
|
11 |
Bitter contested farthings
|
12 |
And coffers heaped with tears.
|
13 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
14 |
XII.
|
15 |
|
|
|
16 |
THE MARTYRS.
|
17 |
|
|
|
18 |
Through the straight pass of suffering
|
19 |
The martyrs even trod,
|
20 |
Their feet upon temptation,
|
21 |
Their faces upon God.
|
22 |
|
|
|
23 |
A stately, shriven company;
|
24 |
Convulsion playing round,
|
25 |
Harmless as streaks of meteor
|
26 |
Upon a planet's bound.
|
27 |
|
|
|
28 |
Their faith the everlasting troth;
|
29 |
Their expectation fair;
|
30 |
The needle to the north degree
|
31 |
Wades so, through polar air.
|
32 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
33 |
XIII.
|
34 |
|
|
|
35 |
A PRAYER.
|
36 |
|
|
|
37 |
I meant to have but modest needs,
|
38 |
Such as content, and heaven;
|
39 |
Within my income these could lie,
|
40 |
And life and I keep even.
|
41 |
|
|
|
42 |
But since the last included both,
|
43 |
It would suffice my prayer
|
44 |
But just for one to stipulate,
|
45 |
And grace would grant the pair.
|
46 |
|
|
|
47 |
And so, upon this wise I prayed, --
|
48 |
Great Spirit, give to me
|
49 |
A heaven not so large as yours,
|
50 |
But large enough for me.
|
51 |
|
|
|
52 |
A smile suffused Jehovah's face;
|
53 |
The cherubim withdrew;
|
54 |
Grave saints stole out to look at me,
|
55 |
And showed their dimples, too.
|
56 |
|
|
|
57 |
I left the place with all my might, --
|
58 |
My prayer away I threw;
|
59 |
The quiet ages picked it up,
|
60 |
And Judgment twinkled, too,
|
61 |
|
|
|
62 |
That one so honest be extant
|
63 |
As take the tale for true
|
64 |
That "Whatsoever you shall ask,
|
65 |
Itself be given you."
|
66 |
|
|
|
67 |
But I, grown shrewder, scan the skies
|
68 |
With a suspicious air, --
|
69 |
As children, swindled for the first,
|
70 |
All swindlers be, infer.
|
71 |
|
|
|
72 |
XIV.
|
73 |
|
|
|
74 |
The thought beneath so slight a film
|
75 |
Is more distinctly seen, --
|
76 |
As laces just reveal the surge,
|
77 |
Or mists the Apennine.
|
78 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
79 |
XV.
|
80 |
|
|
|
81 |
The soul unto itself
|
82 |
Is an imperial friend, --
|
83 |
Or the most agonizing spy
|
84 |
An enemy could send.
|
85 |
|
|
|
86 |
Secure against its own,
|
87 |
No treason it can fear;
|
88 |
Itself its sovereign, of itself
|
89 |
The soul should stand in awe.
|
90 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
91 |
XVI.
|
92 |
|
|
|
93 |
Surgeons must be very careful
|
94 |
When they take the knife!
|
95 |
Underneath their fine incisions
|
96 |
Stirs the culprit, -- Life!
|
97 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
98 |
XVII.
|
99 |
|
|
|
100 |
THE RAILWAY TRAIN.
|
101 |
|
|
|
102 |
I like to see it lap the miles,
|
103 |
And lick the valleys up,
|
104 |
And stop to feed itself at tanks;
|
105 |
And then, prodigious, step
|
106 |
|
|
|
107 |
Around a pile of mountains,
|
108 |
And, supercilious, peer
|
109 |
In shanties by the sides of roads;
|
110 |
And then a quarry pare
|
111 |
|
|
|
112 |
To fit its sides, and crawl between,
|
113 |
Complaining all the while
|
114 |
In horrid, hooting stanza;
|
115 |
Then chase itself down hill
|
116 |
|
|
|
117 |
And neigh like Boanerges;
|
118 |
Then, punctual as a star,
|
119 |
Stop -- docile and omnipotent --
|
120 |
At its own stable door.
|
121 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
122 |
XVIII.
|
123 |
|
|
|
124 |
THE SHOW.
|
125 |
|
|
|
126 |
The show is not the show,
|
127 |
But they that go.
|
128 |
Menagerie to me
|
|
|
130 |
Fair play --
|
131 |
Both went to see.
|
132 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
133 |
XIX.
|
134 |
|
|
|
135 |
Delight becomes pictorial
|
136 |
When viewed through pain, --
|
137 |
More fair, because impossible
|
138 |
That any gain.
|
139 |
|
|
|
140 |
The mountain at a given distance
|
141 |
In amber lies;
|
142 |
Approached, the amber flits a little, --
|
143 |
And that 's the skies!
|
144 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
145 |
XX.
|
146 |
|
|
|
147 |
A thought went up my mind to-day
|
148 |
That I have had before,
|
149 |
But did not finish, -- some way back,
|
150 |
I could not fix the year,
|
151 |
|
|
|
152 |
Nor where it went, nor why it came
|
153 |
The second time to me,
|
154 |
Nor definitely what it was,
|
155 |
Have I the art to say.
|
156 |
|
|
|
157 |
But somewhere in my soul, I know
|
158 |
I 've met the thing before;
|
159 |
It just reminded me -- 't was all --
|
160 |
And came my way no more.
|
161 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
162 |
XXI.
|
163 |
|
|
|
164 |
Is Heaven a physician?
|
165 |
They say that He can heal,
|
166 |
But medicine posthumous
|
167 |
Is unavailable.
|
168 |
|
|
|
169 |
Is Heaven an exchequer?
|
170 |
They speak of what we owe;
|
171 |
But that negotiation
|
172 |
I 'm not a party to.
|
173 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
174 |
XXII.
|
175 |
|
|
|
176 |
THE RETURN.
|
177 |
|
|
|
178 |
Though I get home how late, how late!
|
179 |
So I get home, 't will compensate.
|
180 |
Better will be the ecstasy
|
|
|
184 |
Transporting must the moment be,
|
185 |
Brewed from decades of agony!
|
186 |
|
|
|
187 |
To think just how the fire will burn,
|
188 |
Just how long-cheated eyes will turn
|
189 |
To wonder what myself will say,
|
190 |
And what itself will say to me,
|
191 |
Beguiles the centuries of way!
|
192 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
193 |
XXIII.
|
194 |
|
|
|
195 |
A poor torn heart, a tattered heart,
|
196 |
That sat it down to rest,
|
197 |
Nor noticed that the ebbing day
|
|
|
201 |
Intent upon the vision
|
202 |
Of latitudes unknown.
|
203 |
|
|
|
204 |
The angels, happening that way,
|
205 |
This dusty heart espied;
|
206 |
Tenderly took it up from toil
|
|
|
210 |
Do the blue havens by the hand
|
211 |
Lead the wandering sails.
|
212 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
213 |
XXIV.
|
214 |
|
|
|
215 |
TOO MUCH.
|
216 |
|
|
|
217 |
I should have been too glad, I see,
|
218 |
Too lifted for the scant degree
|
219 |
Of life's penurious round;
|
|
|
221 |
This new circumference, have blamed
|
222 |
The homelier time behind.
|
223 |
|
|
|
224 |
I should have been too saved, I see,
|
225 |
Too rescued; fear too dim to me
|
226 |
That I could spell the prayer
|
|
|
228 |
That scalding one, "Sabachthani,"
|
229 |
Recited fluent here.
|
230 |
|
|
|
231 |
Earth would have been too much, I see,
|
232 |
And heaven not enough for me;
|
233 |
I should have had the joy
|
|
|
235 |
The palm without the Calvary;
|
236 |
So, Saviour, crucify.
|
237 |
|
|
|
238 |
Defeat whets victory, they say;
|
239 |
The reefs in old Gethsemane
|
240 |
Endear the shore beyond.
|
|
|
242 |
'T is thirsting vitalizes wine, --
|
243 |
Faith faints to understand.
|
244 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
245 |
XXV.
|
246 |
|
|
|
247 |
SHIPWRECK.
|
248 |
|
|
|
249 |
It tossed and tossed, --
|
250 |
A little brig I knew, --
|
251 |
O'ertook by blast,
|
252 |
It spun and spun,
|
253 |
And groped delirious, for morn.
|
254 |
|
|
|
255 |
It slipped and slipped,
|
256 |
As one that drunken stepped;
|
257 |
Its white foot tripped,
|
258 |
Then dropped from sight.
|
259 |
|
|
|
260 |
Ah, brig, good-night
|
261 |
To crew and you;
|
262 |
The ocean's heart too smooth, too blue,
|
263 |
To break for you.
|
264 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
265 |
XXVI.
|
266 |
|
|
|
267 |
Victory comes late,
|
268 |
And is held low to freezing lips
|
269 |
Too rapt with frost
|
|
|
281 |
Who of little love
|
282 |
Know how to starve!
|
283 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
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|
|
|
|
|
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|
|
|
|
|
284 |
XXVII.
|
285 |
|
|
|
286 |
ENOUGH.
|
287 |
|
|
|
288 |
God gave a loaf to every bird,
|
289 |
But just a crumb to me;
|
290 |
I dare not eat it, though I starve, --
|
|
|
294 |
Too happy in my sparrow chance
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It might be famine all around,
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I could not miss an ear,
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Such plenty smiles upon my board,
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I deem that I with but a crumb
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Am sovereign of them all.
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XXVIII.
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Experiment to me
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Is every one I meet.
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If it contain a kernel?
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The figure of a nut
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Equally plausibly;
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But meat within is requisite,
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To squirrels and to me.
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MY COUNTRY'S WARDROBE.
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My country need not change her gown,
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Her triple suit as sweet
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As when 't was cut at Lexington,
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Great Britain disapproves "the stars;"
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Disparagement discreet, --
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XXX.
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Faith is a fine invention
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For gentlemen who see;
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But microscopes are prudent
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In an emergency!
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XXXI.
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Except the heaven had come so near,
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So seemed to choose my door,
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The distance would not haunt me so;
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I had not hoped before.
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But just to hear the grace depart
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I never thought to see,
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Afflicts me with a double loss;
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'T is lost, and lost to me.
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XXXII.
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Portraits are to daily faces
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As an evening west
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To a fine, pedantic sunshine
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In a satin vest.
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XXXIII.
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THE DUEL.
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I took my power in my hand.
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And went against the world;
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'T was not so much as David had,
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But I was twice as bold.
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I aimed my pebble, but myself
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Was all the one that fell.
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Was it Goliath was too large,
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A shady friend for torrid days
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Than one of higher temperature
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For frigid hour of mind.
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The vane a little to the east
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Scares muslin souls away;
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If broadcloth breasts are firmer
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Than those of organdy,
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Who is to blame? The weaver?
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Ah! the bewildering thread!
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The tapestries of paradise
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So notelessly are made!
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XXXV.
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THE GOAL.
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Each life converges to some centre
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Expressed or still;
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Exists in every human nature
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A goal,
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Admitted scarcely to itself, it may be,
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Too fair
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For credibility's temerity
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To dare.
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Adored with caution, as a brittle heaven,
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To reach
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Were hopeless as the rainbow's raiment
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To touch,
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Yet persevered toward, surer for the distance;
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How high
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Unto the saints' slow diligence
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The sky!
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Ungained, it may be, by a life's low venture,
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But then,
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Eternity enables the endeavoring
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Again.
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XXXVI.
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SIGHT.
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Before I got my eye put out,
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I liked as well to see
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As other creatures that have eyes,
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And know no other way.
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But were it told to me, to-day,
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That I might have the sky
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For mine, I tell you that my heart
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Would split, for size of me.
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The meadows mine, the mountains mine, --
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All forests, stintless stars,
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As much of noon as I could take
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Between my finite eyes.
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The motions of the dipping birds,
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The lightning's jointed road,
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For mine to look at when I liked, --
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The news would strike me dead!
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So safer, guess, with just my soul
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Upon the window-pane
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Where other creatures put their eyes,
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Incautious of the sun.
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XXXVII.
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Talk with prudence to a beggar
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Of 'Potosi' and the mines!
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Reverently to the hungry
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Of your viands and your wines!
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Cautious, hint to any captive
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You have passed enfranchised feet!
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Anecdotes of air in dungeons
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Have sometimes proved deadly sweet!
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XXXVIII.
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THE PREACHER.
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He preached upon "breadth" till it argued him narrow, --
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The broad are too broad to define;
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And of "truth" until it proclaimed him a liar, --
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The truth never flaunted a sign.
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Simplicity fled from his counterfeit presence
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As gold the pyrites would shun.
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What confusion would cover the innocent Jesus
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To meet so enabled a man!
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XXXIX.
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Good night! which put the candle out?
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A jealous zephyr, not a doubt.
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Ah! friend, you little knew
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The angels labored diligent;
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Extinguished, now, for you!
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It might have been the lighthouse spark
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Some sailor, rowing in the dark,
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Had importuned to see!
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It might have been the waning lamp
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That lit the drummer from the camp
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