YOU come to fetch me from my work
When supper’s on the table, and we
If I can leave off burying the wh
Soft petals fallen from the apple
(Soft petals, yes, but not so barr

I didn’t make you know how glad I
To have you come and camp here on
promised myself to get down some d
And see the way you lived, but I
With a houseful of hungry men to f

Out walking in the frozen swamp on
I paused and said, “I will turn b
No, I will go on farther—and we s
The hard snow held me, save where
One foot went through. The view w

Back out of all this now too much
Back in a time made simple by the
Of detail, burned, dissolved, and
Like graveyard marble sculpture in
There is a house that is no more a

These pools that, though in forest
The total sky almost without defec
And like the flowers beside them,
Will like the flowers beside them
And yet not out by any brook or ri

I have wished a bird would fly awa
And not sing by my house all day;
Have clapped my hands at him from
When it seemed as if I could bear
The fault must partly have been in

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fal
To—morrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;

When the spent sun throws up its r
And goes down burning into the gul
No voice in nature is heard to cry
At what has happened. Birds, at l
It is the change to darkness in th

We dance round in a ring and suppo
But the Secret sits in the middle

Tree at my window, window tree,
My sash is lowered when night come
But let there never be curtain dra
Between you and me.
Vague dream-head lifted out of the