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God permits industrious angels Afternoons to play. I met one, — forgot my school-mates, All, for him, straightaway. God calls home the angels promptly At the setting sun; I missed mine. How dreary marbles, After playing the Crown!
God made a little Gentian— It tried—to be a Rose— And failed—and all the Summer laughed— But just before the Snows There rose a Purple Creature— That ravished all the Hill— And Summer hid her Forehead— And Mockery—was still—…
God is a distant—stately Lover— Woos, as He states us—by His Son— Verily, a Vicarious Courtship— “Miles”, and “Priscilla”, were such an One— But, lest the Soul—like fair “Priscilla” Choose the Envoy—and spurn the Groom— Vouches, with hyperbolic archness—…
God gave a Loaf to every Bird— But just a Crumb—to Me— I dare not eat it—tho’ I starve— My poignant luxury— To own it—touch it— Prove the feat—that made the Pellet mine— Too happy—for my Sparrow’s chance— For…
Glowing is her Bonnet, Glowing is her Cheek, Glowing is her Kirtle, Yet she cannot speak. Better as the Daisy From the Summer hill Vanish unrecorded Save by tearful rill— Save by loving sunrise Looking for her face.…
Glee—The great storm is over— Four—have recovered the Land— Forty—gone down together— Into the boiling Sand— Ring—for the Scant Salvation— Toll—for the bonnie Souls— Neighbor—and friend—and Bridegroom— Spinning upon the Shoals— How they will tell the Story— When…
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— 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— 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 – 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…