A lantern light from deeper in the
Shone on a man and woman in the do
And threw their lurching shadows o
Near by, all dark in every glossy
A horse’s hoof pawed once the holl

God made a beatous garden
With lovely flowers strown,
But one straight, narrow pathway
That was not overgrown.
And to this beauteous garden

The living come with grassy tread
To read the gravestones on the hil
The graveyard draws the living sti
But never anymore the dead.
The verses in it say and say:

All out-of-doors looked darkly in
Through the thin frost, almost in
That gathers on the pane in empty
What kept his eyes from giving bac
Was the lamp tilted near them in h

A dented spider like a snow drop w
On a white Heal-all, holding up a
Like a white piece of lifeless sat
Saw ever curious eye so strange a
Portent in little, assorted death

Was there even a cause too lost,
Ever a cause that was lost too lon
Or that showed with the lapse of t
For the generous tears of youth an

BROWN lived at such a lofty farm
That everyone for miles could see
His lantern when he did his chores
In winter after half-past three.
And many must have seen him make

Before man to blow to right
The wind once blew itself untaught
And did its loudest day and night
In any rough place where it caught
Man came to tell it what was wrong

She is as in a field a silken tent
At midday when the sunny summer br
Has dried the dew and all its rope
So that in guys it gently sways at
And its supporting central cedar p

I found a dimpled spider, fat and
On a white heal-all, holding up a
Like a white piece of rigid satin
Assorted characters of death and b
Mixed ready to begin the morning r