If recollecting were forgetting,
Then I remember not.
And if forgetting, recollecting,
How near I had forgot.
“Houses”'—so the Wise Men tell me…
Houses—so the Wise Men tell me—
“Mansions”! Mansions must be warm…
Mansions cannot let the tears in,
Mansions must exclude the storm!
Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause?
“A Soul has gone to Heaven”
I’m answered in a lonesome tone—
Is Heaven then a Prison?
His Bill an Auger is,
His Head, a Cap and Frill.
He laboreth at every Tree
A Worm, His utmost Goal.
A Secret told—
Ceases to be a Secret—then—
That—can appal but One—
There are two Ripenings—one—of si…
Whose forces Spheric wind
Until the Velvet product
Drop spicy to the ground—
THOUGH I get home how late, how…
So I get home, ’t will compensate…
Better will be the ecstasy
That they have done expecting me,
When, night descending, dumb and d…
Rest at Night
The Sun from shining,
Nature—and some Men—
Rest at Noon—some Men—
When One has given up One’s life
The parting with the rest
Feels easy, as when Day lets go
Entirely the West
Great Caesar! Condescend
The Daisy, to receive,
Gathered by Cato’s Daughter,
With your majestic leave!
He who in Himself believes—
Fraud cannot presume—
Faith is Constancy’s Result—
And assumes—from Home—
Drab Habitation of Whom?
Tabernacle or Tomb—
Or Dome of Worm—
Or Porch of Gnome—
Gratitude’—is not the mention
Of a Tenderness,
But its still appreciation
Out of Plumb of Speech.
Blazing in Gold and quenching in…
Leaping like Leopards to the Sky
Then at the feet of the old Horiz…
Laying her spotted Face to die
A Weight with Needles on the poun…
To push, and pierce, besides—
That if the Flesh resist the Heft…
The puncture—coolly tries—