882
A Shade upon the mind there passe
As when on Noon
A Cloud the mighty Sun encloses
Remembering

136
Have you got a Brook in your litt
Where bashful flowers blow,
And blushing birds go down to drin
And shadows tremble so—

530
You cannot put a Fire out—
A Thing that can ignite
Can go, itself, without a Fan—
Upon the slowest Night—

42
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
Your prayers, oh Passer by!
From such a common ball as this
Might date a Victory!

534
We see—Comparatively—
The Thing so towering high
We could not grasp its segment
Unaided—Yesterday—

74
A Lady red—amid the Hill
Her annual secret keeps!
A Lady white, within the Field
In placid Lily sleeps!

684
Best Gains’—must have the Losses’
To constitute them’—Gains’—

I bet with every Wind that blew
Till Nature in chagrin
Employed a Fact to visit me
And scuttle my Balloon -

Part One: Life
HE preached upon “breadth” till i
The broad are too broad to define:
And of “truth” until it proclaimed
The truth never flaunted a sign.

After great pain, a formal feeling
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like
The stiff Heart questions was it
And Yesterday, or Centuries befor
The Feet, mechanical, go round—