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As imperceptibly as grief The summer lapsed away,– Too imperceptible, at last, To seem like perfidy. A quietness distilled, As twilight long begun, Or Nature, spending with herself Sequestered afternoon. The dusk drew earlier in, The morning foreign shone,– A…
As if the Sea should part And show a further Sea— And that—a further—and the Three But a presumption be— Of Periods of Seas— Unvisited of Shores— Themselves the Verge of Seas to be— Eternity—is Those—
As if some little Arctic flower Upon the polar hem— Went wandering down the Latitudes Until it puzzled came To continents of summer— To firmaments of sun— To strange, bright crowds of flowers— And birds, of foreign tongue! I say,…
As Frost is best conceived By force of its Result— Affliction is inferred By subsequent effect— If when the sun reveal, The Garden keep the Gash— If as the Days resume The wilted countenance Cannot correct the crease…
As far from pity, as complaint— As cool to speech—as stone— As numb to Revelation As if my Trade were Bone— As far from time—as History— As near yourself—Today— As Children, to the Rainbow’s scarf— Or Sunset’s Yellow play…
As Everywhere of Silver With Ropes of Sand To keep it from effacing The Track called Land.
As Children bid the Guest “Good Night” And then reluctant turn— My flowers raise their pretty lips— Then put their nightgowns on. As children caper when they wake Merry that it is Morn— My flowers from a hundred cribs…
As by the dead we love to sit, Become so wondrous dear— As for the lost we grapple Tho’ all the rest are here— In broken mathematics We estimate our prize Vast—in its fading ration To our penurious eyes!
Artists wrestled here! Lo, a tint Cashmere! Lo, a Rose! Student of the Year! For the easel here Say Repose!
“Arcturus” is his other name— I’d rather call him “Star.” It’s very mean of Science To go and interfere! I slew a worm the other day— A “Savant” passing by Murmured “Resurgam”—”Centipede”! “Oh Lord—how frail are we”! I…