If in that Room a Friend await
Felicity or Doom–
What fortitude the Soul contains
That it can so endure
The accent of a coming Foot–
The opening of a Door–
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Through the Dark Sod—as Education—
Feels her white foot—no trepidation—Her faith—no fear—Afterward—in the Meadow—Swinging her Beryl Bell—The Mold-life—all forgotten—now—In Ecstasy—and Dell—
Glory is that bright tragic thing
Means Dominion –Warms some poor nameThat never felt the Sun,Gently replacingIn oblivion –
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In which His Face is set—All Latitudes exist for HisSufficient Continent—The Light His Action, and the DarkThe Leisure of His Will—In Him Existence serve or setA Force illegible.
A drop fell on the apple tree,
A half a dozen kissed the eaves,And made the gables laugh.A few went out to help the brook,That went to help the sea.Myself conjectured, Were they pearls,What necklaces could be!The dust replaced in hoisted roads,The birds jocoser sung;The sunshine threw his hat away,The orchards spangles hung.The breezes brought dejected lutes,And bathed them in the glee;The…
As from the earth the light Balloon
As from the earth the light BalloonAsks nothing but release –Ascension that for which it was,Its soaring Residence.The spirit looks upon the DustThat fastened it so longWith indignation,As a BirdDefrauded of its song.
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For Love is Immortality,Nay, it is Deity—Unable they that love—to dieFor Love reforms VitalityInto Divinity.