Our Lord—’so loved’—it saith—
What Largest Lover—hath
Another—doth—
If smaller Patience—be—
Through less Infinity—
If Bravo, sometimes swerve—
Through fainter Nerve—
Accept its Most—
And overlook—the Dust—
Last—Least—
The Cross’—Request—
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His ordinary acts are featsTo thinking of mankind.
I see thee better—in the Dark—
The Love of Thee—a Prism be—Excelling Violet—I see thee better for the YearsThat hunch themselves between—The Miner’s Lamp—sufficient be—To nullify the Mine—And in the Grave—I see Thee best—Its little Panels beAglow—All ruddy—with the LightI held so high, for Thee—What need of Day—To Those whose Dark—hath so—surpassing Sun—It deem it be—Continually—At the Meridian?
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To constitute them—Gains—
In snow thou comest –
The sweet derision of the crow,And Glee’s advancing sound.In fear thou comest –Thou shalt go at such a gait of joyThat man anew embark to liveUpon the depth of thee.
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With Whom I spoke no Word—The Stars that stated come to TownEsteemed Me never rudeAlthough to their Celestial CallI failed to make reply—My constant—reverential FaceSufficient Courtesy.
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Me stop to prove it—now—Make haste—the Scruple! Death be scantFor Opportunity—The River reaches to my feet—As yet—My Heart be dry—Oh Lover—Life could not convince—Might Death—enable Thee—The River reaches to My Breast—Still—still—My Hands aboveProclaim with their remaining Might—Dost recognize the Love?The River reaches to my Mouth—Remember—when the SeaSwept by my searching eyes—the last—Themselves were quick—with Thee!