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We turn not older with years, but newer every day.
I sing to use the Waiting My Bonnet but to tie And shut the Door unto my House No more to do have I Till His best step approaching We journey to the Day And tell each other how We…
I showed her Heights she never saw— “Would’st Climb,” I said? She said—”Not so”— “With me—” I said—With me? I showed her Secrets—Morning’s Nest— The Rope the Nights were put across— And now—”Would’st have me for a Guest?” She could…
I should not dare to leave my friend, Because—because if he should die While I was gone—and I—too late— Should reach the Heart that wanted me— If I should disappoint the eyes That hunted—hunted so—to see— And could not bear…
I should have been too glad, I see— Too lifted—for the scant degree Of Life’s penurious Round— My little Circuit would have shamed This new Circumference—have blamed— The homelier time behind. I should have been too saved—I see— Too rescued—Fear…
I shall know why—when Time is over— And I have ceased to wonder why— Christ will explain each separate anguish In the fair schoolroom of the sky— He will tell me what “Peter” promised— And I—for wonder at his woe—…
I shall keep singing! Birds will pass me On their way to Yellower Climes— Each—with a Robin’s expectation— I—with my Redbreast— And my Rhymes— Late—when I take my place in summer— But—I shall bring a fuller tune— Vespers—are sweeter than…
I send Two Sunsets— Day and I—in competition ran— I finished Two—and several Stars— While He—was making One— His own was ampler—but as I Was saying to a friend— Mine—is the more convenient To Carry in the Hand—
I see thee better—in the Dark— I do not need a Light— The Love of Thee—a Prism be— Excelling Violet— I see thee better for the Years That hunch themselves between— The Miner’s Lamp—sufficient be— To nullify the Mine— And…
I saw no Way—The Heavens were stitched— I felt the Columns close— The Earth reversed her Hemispheres— I touched the Universe— And back it slid—and I alone— A Speck upon a Ball— Went out upon Circumference— Beyond the Dip of…
I rose—because He sank— I thought it would be opposite— But when his power dropped— My Soul grew straight. I cheered my fainting Prince— I sang firm—even—Chants— I helped his Film—with Hymn— And when the Dews drew off That held…