The sentencing goes blithely on it
And takes the playfully objected r
As surely as it takes the stroke a
In having its undeviable say.

This saying good-bye on the edge o
And cold to an orchard so young in
Reminds me of all that can happen
An orchard away at the end of the
All winter, cut off by a hill from

Come with rain, O loud Southweste
Bring the singer, bring the nester
Give the buried flower a dream;
Make the settled snow—bank steam;
Find the brown beneath the white;

All crying, ‘We will go with you,
The foliage follow him, leaf and s
But a sleep oppresses them as they
And they end by bidding them as th
And they end by bidding him stay w

Some say the world will end in fir
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if I had to perish twice,

If tires of trees I seek again ma

The battle rent a cobweb diamond-s
And cut a flower beside a ground b
Before it stained a single human b
The stricken flower bent double an
And still the bird revisited her y

I’ve known ere now an interfering
Of alder catch my lifted axe behin
But that was in the woods, to hold
From striking at another alder’s r
And that was, as I say, an alder

Abstraction is an old story with t
Granted no one but a humanist much
Then there is this wildness whereo
It should be of the pleasure of a
No tears in the writer, no tears i

He thought he kept the universe al
For all the voice in answer he cou
Was but the mocking echo of his ow
From some tree-hidden cliff across
Some morning from the boulder-brok