That gust and storm are by,
Yet is she more convincing
Than Philosophy.
My flowers turn from Forums—
Yet eloquent declare
What Cato couldn’t prove me
Except the birds were here!
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Ages coil withinThe minute CircumferenceOf a single Brain—Pain contracts—the Time—Occupied with ShotGamuts of EternitiesAre as they were not—
There is no Silence in the Earth – so silent
Which uttered, would discourage NatureAnd haunt the World.
Because I could not stop for Death-
The Carriage held but just Ourselves-And Immortality.We slowly drove- He knew no hasteAnd I had put awayMy labor and my leisure too,For His Civility-We passed the School, where Children stroveAt Recess- in the Ring-We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain-We passed the Setting Sun-Or rather- He passed us-The Dews drew quivering and chill-For only Gossamer,…
Tell all the truth but tell it slant,
Too bright for our infirm delightThe truth’s superb surprise;As lightning to the children easedWith explanation kind,The truth must dazzle graduallyOr every man be blind.
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This little Hound within the HeartAll day and night with bark and start—And yet, it will not go—Would you untie it, were you me—Would it stop whining—if to Thee—I sent it—even now?It should not tease you—By your chair—or, on the mat—Or if it dare—to climb your dizzy knee—Or—sometimes at your side to run—When you were…
Not Sickness stains the Brave,
Nor Doubt of Scene to come,But an adjourning Heart –