I knew that I had gained
I knew that I had gained And yet I knew not how By Diminution it was not But Discipline unto A Rigor unrelieved Except by the Content Another bear its Duplicate In other Continent.
It tossed and tossed
It tossed and tossed A little Brig I knew o’ertook by Blast It spun and spun And groped delirious, for Morn It slipped and slipped As One that drunken stept Its white foot tripped
Shells from the Coast mistaking
Shells from the Coast mistaking I cherished them for All Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl Wherefore so late I murmured My need of Thee be done Therefore the Pearl responded My
Would you like summer? Taste of ours
Would you like summer? Taste of ours. Spices? Buy here! Ill! We have berries, for the parching! Weary! Furloughs of down! Perplexed! Estates of violet trouble ne’er looked on! Captive! We bring reprieve of
The Admirations and Contempts of time
The Admirations and Contempts of time Show justest through an Open Tomb The Dying as it were a Height Reorganizes Estimate And what We saw not We distinguish clear And mostly see not What
At least to pray is left is left
At least to pray is left is left Oh Jesus in the Air I know not which thy chamber is I’m knocking everywhere Thou settest Earthquake in the South And Maelstrom, in the Sea
Recollect the Face of me
Recollect the Face of me When in thy Felicity, Due in Paradise today Guest of mine assuredly Other Courtesies have been Other Courtesy may be We commend ourselves to thee Paragon of Chivalry.
Water makes many Beds
Water makes many Beds For those averse to sleep Its awful chamber open stands Its Curtains blandly sweep Abhorrent is the Rest In undulating Rooms Whose Amplitude no end invades Whose Axis never comes.
It came his turn to beg
It came his turn to beg The begging for the life Is different from another Alms ‘Tis Penury in Chief I scanned his narrow realm I gave him leave to live Lest Gratitude revive
In Ebon Box, when years have flown
In Ebon Box, when years have flown To reverently peer, Wiping away the velvet dust Summers have sprinkled there! To hold a letter to the light Grown Tawny now, with time To con the
This Consciousness that is aware
This Consciousness that is aware Of Neighbors and the Sun Will be the one aware of Death And that itself alone Is traversing the interval Experience between And most profound experiment Appointed unto Men
I like to see it lap the Miles
I like to see it lap the Miles And lick the Valleys up And stop to feed itself at Tanks And then prodigious step Around a Pile of Mountains And supercilious peer In Shanties
Behold this little Bane
Behold this little Bane The Boon of all alive As common as it is unknown The name of it is Love To lack of it is Woe To own of it is Wound Not
Whether they have forgotten
Whether they have forgotten Or are forgetting now Or never remembered Safer not to know Miseries of conjecture Are a softer woe Than a Fact of Iron Hardened with I know
Come show thy Durham Breast
Come show thy Durham Breast To her who loves thee best, Delicious Robin And if it be not me At least within my Tree Do the avowing Thy Nuptial so minute Perhaps is more