The likest to the Down
An Easy Breeze do put afloat
The General Heavens—upon—
It soars—and shifts—and whirls—
And measures with the Clouds
In easy—even—dazzling pace—
No different the Birds—
Except a Wake of Music
Accompany their feet—
As did the Down emit a Tune—
For Ecstasy—of it
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That Wagon never reached—No Dead, were ever carried down—No Peddler’s Cart—approached—Whose Chimney never smoked—Whose Windows—Night and Morn—Caught Sunrise first—and Sunset—last—Then—held an Empty Pane—Whose fate—Conjecture knew—No other neighbor—did—And what it was—we never lisped—Because He—never told—
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Remembered but by me.I touched her Cradle mute—She recognized the foot—Put on her carmine suitAnd see!