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The Lady feeds Her little Bird At rarer intervals— The little Bird would not dissent But meekly recognize The Gulf between the Hand and Her And crumbless and afar And fainting, on Her yellow Knee Fall softly, and adore—

The Juggler’s Hat her Country is— The Mountain Gorse—the Bee’s!

The Judge is like the Owl— I’ve heard my Father tell— And Owls do build in Oaks— So here’s an Amber Sill— That slanted in my Path— When going to the Barn— And if it serve You for a House—…

The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained. Biography to All who passed Of Unobtrusive Pain Except for the italic Face Endured, unhelped—unknown.

The Himmaleh was known to stoop Unto the Daisy low— Transported with Compassion That such a Doll should grow Where Tent by Tent—Her Universe Hung out its Flags of Snow—

The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer’s Day— Half shrinking from the Glory It importuned to see Till these faint Tabernacles drop In full Eternity— How imminent the Venture—…

The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty—unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony Till Hurricane bisect And as itself discerns Its sufficient Area The Heart convulsive learns That Calm is but a Wall Of unattempted Gauze An…

The heart asks pleasure first And then, excuse from pain- And then, those little anodynes That deaden suffering; And then, to go to sleep; And then, if it should be The will of its Inquisitor, The liberty to die.

The hallowing of Pain Like hallowing of Heaven, Obtains at a corporeal cost— The Summit is not given To Him who strives severe At middle of the Hill— But He who has achieved the Top— All—is the price of All—

The Guest is gold and crimson— An Opal guest and gray— Of Ermine is his doublet— His Capuchin gay— He reaches town at nightfall— He stops at every door— Who looks for him at morning I pray him too—explore The…