A LADY red upon the hill
Her annual secret keeps;
A lady white within the field
In placid lily sleeps!
The tidy breezes with their brooms

On this wondrous sea
Sailing silently,
Ho! Pilot, ho!
Knowest thou the shore
Where no breakers roar—

I STEPPED from plank to plank
So slow and cautiously;
The stars about my head I felt,
About my feet the sea.
I knew not but the next

‘Faithful to the end’ Amended
From the Heavenly Clause -
Constancy with a Proviso
Constancy abhors -
‘Crowns of Life’ are servile Priz

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I met a King this afternoon!
He had not on a Crown indeed,
A little Palmleaf Hat was all,
And he was barefoot, I’m afraid!

‘Faith’ is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see’—
But Microscopes are prudent
In an Emergency.

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Surgeons must be very careful
When they take the knife!
Underneath their fine incisions
Stirs the Culprit—Life!

It’s like the light,—
A fashionless delight
It’s like the bee,—
A dateless melody.
It’s like the woods,

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’Tis little I’—could care for Pea
Who own the ample sea’—
Or Brooches’—when the Emperor’—
With Rubies’—pelteth me’—

Judgment is justest
When the Judged,
His action laid away,
Divested is of every Disk
But his sincerity.