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Given in Marriage unto Thee

Given in Marriage unto Thee Oh thou Celestial Host— Bride of the Father and the Son Bride of the Holy Ghost.   Other Betrothal shall dissolve— Wedlock of Will, decay— Only the Keeper of this Ring Conquer Mortality—

Give little Anguish

Give little Anguish— Lives will fret— Give Avalanches— And they’ll slant— Straighten—look cautious for their Breath— But make no syllable—like Death— Who only shows the Marble Disc— Sublimer sort—than Speech—

Garland for Queens, may be

Garland for Queens, may be— Laurels—for rare degree Of soul or sword. Ah—but remembering me— Ah—but remembering thee— Nature in chivalry— Nature in charity— Nature in equity— This Rose ordained!

Further in Summer than the Birds

Further in Summer than the Birds – Pathetic from the Grass – A Minor Nation celebrates It’s unobtrusive Mass – No Ordinance be seen – So gradual the Grace A pensive Custom it becomes Enlarging Loneliness – ‘Tis Audiblest, at…

Funny—to be a Century

Funny—to be a Century— And see the People—going by— I—should die of the Oddity— But then—I’m not so staid—as He—   He keeps His Secrets safely—very— Were He to tell—extremely sorry This Bashful Globe of Ours would be— So dainty…

From Us She wandered now a Year

From Us She wandered now a Year, Her tarrying, unknown, If Wilderness prevent her feet Or that Ethereal Zone   No eye hath seen and lived We ignorant must be— We only know what time of Year We took the…

From Cocoon forth a Butterfly

From Cocoon forth a Butterfly As Lady from her Door Emerged—a Summer Afternoon— Repairing Everywhere—   Without Design—that I could trace Except to stray abroad On Miscellaneous Enterprise The Clovers—understood—   Her pretty Parasol be seen Contracting in a Field…

From Blank to Blank

From Blank to Blank— A Threadless Way I pushed Mechanic feet— To stop—or perish—or advance— Alike indifferent—   If end I gained It ends beyond Indefinite disclosed— I shut my eyes—and groped as well ‘Twas lighter—to be Blind—

Frequently the wood are pink

Frequently the wood are pink— Frequently are brown. Frequently the hills undress Behind my native town. Oft a head is crested I was wont to see— And as oft a cranny Where it used to be— And the Earth— they…

Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre

Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre— Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action— Maintain—   The Sun—upon a Morning meets them— The Wind— No nearer Neighbor—have they— But God—   The Acre gives them—Place— They—Him—Attention of Passer by— Of Shadow, or…