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This was in the White of the Year— That—was in the Green— Drifts were as difficult then to think As Daisies now to be seen— Looking back is best that is left Or if it be—before— Retrospection is Prospect’s half,…

This was a Poet—It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings— And Attar so immense From the familiar species That perished by the Door— We wonder it was not Ourselves Arrested it—before— Of Pictures, the Discloser— The Poet—it is…

This that would greet—an hour ago— Is quaintest Distance—now— Had it a Guest from Paradise— Nor glow, would it, nor bow— Had it a notice from the Noon Nor beam would it nor warm— Match me the Silver Reticence— Match…

This quiet dust was gentlemen and ladies And lads and girls; Was laughter and ability and sighing, And frocks and curls; This passive place a summer’s nimble mansion, Where bloom and bees Fulfilled their oriental circuit, Then ceased like these.

This Merit hath the worst— It cannot be again— When Fate hath taunted last And thrown Her furthest Stone— The Maimed may pause, and breathe, And glance securely round— The Deer attracts no further Than it resists—the Hound—

This is the land the sunset washes, These are the banks of the Yellow Sea; Where it rose, or whither it rushes, These are the western mystery! Night after night her purple traffic Strews the landing with opal bales; Merchantmen…

This is my letter to the World That never wrote to Me — The simple News that Nature told — With tender Majesty Her Message is committed To Hands I cannot see — For love of Her — Sweet —…

This is a Blossom of the Brain— A small—italic Seed Lodged by Design or Happening The Spirit fructified— Shy as the Wind of his Chambers Swift as a Freshet’s Tongue So of the Flower of the Soul Its process is…

This heart that broke so long— These feet that never flagged— This faith that watched for star in vain, Give gently to the dead— Hound cannot overtake the Hare That fluttered panting, here— Nor any schoolboy rob the nest Tenderness…

This Dust, and its Feature— Accredited—Today— Will in a second Future— Cease to identify— This Mind, and its measure— A too minute Area For its enlarged inspection’s Comparison—appear— This World, and its species A too concluded show For its absorbed…