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Then I remember not.And if forgetting, recollecting,How near I had forgot.And if to miss, were merry,And to mourn, were gay,How very blithe the fingersThat gathered this, Today!

It powders all the Wood.It fills with Alabaster WoolThe Wrinkles of the Road—It makes an Even FaceOf Mountain, and of Plain—Unbroken Forehead from the EastUnto the East again—It reaches to the Fence—It wraps it Rail by RailTill it is lost in Fleeces—It deals Celestial VailTo Stump, and Stack—and Stem—A Summer’s empty Room—Acres of Joints, where…

In Ovens green our Mother bakes,By Fires of the Sun.

There is in Fever or Event—And now the Chance had come—The instant holding in its clawThe privilege to liveOr warrant to report the SoulThe other side the Grave.The Muscles grappled as with leadsThat would not let the Will—The Spirit shook the Adamant—But could not make it feel.The Second poised—debated—shot—Another had begun—And simultaneously, a SoulEscaped the…

The Thing so towering highWe could not grasp its segmentUnaided—Yesterday—This Morning’s finer Verdict—Makes scarcely worth the toil—A furrow—Our Cordillera—Our Apennine—a Knoll—Perhaps ’tis kindly—done us—The Anguish—and the loss—The wrenching—for His FirmamentThe Thing belonged to us—To spare these Striding SpiritsSome Morning of Chagrin—The waking in a Gnat’s—embrace—Our Giants—further on—

Such as Content—and Heaven—Within my income—these could lieAnd Life and I—keep even—But since the last—included both—It would suffice my PrayerBut just for One—to stipulate—And Grace would grant the Pair—And so—upon this wise—I prayed—Great Spirit—Give to meA Heaven not so large as Yours,But large enough—for me—A Smile suffused Jehovah’s face—The Cherubim—withdrew—Grave Saints stole out to look…