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Their Purple figures riseWithout attempt—Exhaustion—Assistance—or Applause—In Their Eternal FacesThe Sun—with just delightLooks long—and last—and golden—For fellowship—at night—

Were They industrious?So many questions to put ThemHave I the eagernessThat could I snatch Their FacesThat could Their lips replyNot till the last was answeredShould They start for the Sky.Not if Their Party were waiting,Not if to talk with MeWere to Them now, HomesicknessAfter Eternity.Not if the Just suspect meAnd offer a RewardWould I restore…

The mermaids in the basementCame out to look at me.And frigates in the upper floorExtended hempen hands,Presuming me to be a mouseAground, upon the sands.But no man moved me till the tideWent past my simple shoe,And past my apron and my belt,And past my bodice too,And made as he would eat me upAs wholly as…

Won’t somebody bring the lightSo I can see which way to goInto the everlasting snow?And ‘Jesus’! Where is Jesus gone?They said that Jesus—always came—Perhaps he doesn’t know the House—This way, Jesus, Let him pass!Somebody run to the great gateAnd see if Dollie’s coming! Wait!I hear her feet upon the stair!Death won’t hurt—now Dollie’s here!

Do it not displayLarger for the Totalness—‘Tis EconomyTo bestow a WorldAnd withhold a Star—Utmost, is Munificence—Less, tho’ larger, poor.

The Forests as they frozeTogether heard them strengtheningEach other with the wordsThat Heaven if Heaven—must containWhat Either left behindAnd then the cheer too solemn grewFor language, and the windLong steps across the features tookThat Love had touched the MornWith reverential Hyacinth—The taleless Days went onTill Mystery impatient drewAnd those They left behindLed absent, were procured…