An awful Tempest mashed the air—
The clouds were gaunt, and few—
A Black—as of a Spectre’s Cloak
Hid Heaven and Earth from view.
I learned’—at least’—what Home co…
How ignorant I had been
Of pretty ways of Covenant’—
How awkward at the Hymn
The face I carry with me’—last’—
When I go out of Time’—
To take my Rank’—by’—in the West’…
That face’—will just be thine’—
A door just opened on a street—
I, lost, was passing by—
An instant’s width of warmth discl…
And wealth, and company.
The door as sudden shut, and I,
Is all that pins the Soul
That stands for Deity, to Mine,
Upon my side the Veil—
Once witnessed of the Gauze—
Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered
Every time—for Two—
So that the Sum be never hindered
Through Decay of You—
I meant to find her when I came;
Death had the same design;
But the success was his, it seems,
And the discomfit mine.
I meant to tell her how I longed
I NEVER hear the word “escape”
Without a quicker blood,
A sudden expectation,
A flying attitude.
They say that ‘time assuages,’—
Time never did assuage;
An actual suffering strengthens,
As sinews do, with age.
Time is a test of trouble,
Promise This’—When You be Dying’…
Some shall summon Me’—
Mine belong Your latest Sighing’—
Mine’—to Belt Your Eye’—
I died for beauty but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was la…
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed…
As from the earth the light Ballo…
Asks nothing but release -
Ascension that for which it was,
Its soaring Residence.
The spirit looks upon the Dust
Her breast is fit for pearls,
But I was not a “Diver”—
Her brow is fit for thrones
But I have not a crest.
It’s like the light,—
A fashionless delight
It’s like the bee,—
A dateless melody.
It’s like the woods,
The brain within its groove
Runs evenly and true;
But let a splinter swerve,
‘T were easier for you
To put the water back