September’s Baccalaureate

Is but a symbol of the Place—And when again, at Dawn,A mighty look runs round the WorldAnd settles in the Hills—An Awe if it should be like thatUpon the Ignorance steals—The Orchard, when the Sun is on—The Triumph of the BirdsWhen they together Victory make—Some Carnivals of Clouds—The Rapture of a finished Day—Returning to the…

From every Human HeartThat holds in undisputed LeaseA white inhabitant—Too narrow is the Right between—Too imminent the chance—Each Consciousness must emigrateAnd lose its neighbor once—

A Honey’s WeightContent Her smallest fraction helpThe Amber Quantity—

No less bereaved was IUpon a New Peninsula—The Grave preceded me—Obtained my Lodgings, ere myself—And when I sought my Bed—The Grave it was reposed uponThe Pillow for my Head—I waked to find it first awake—I rose—It followed me—I tried to drop it in the Crowd—To lose it in the Sea—In Cups of artificial DrowseTo steep…

Who dies—and to his friend—Beyond that—unconspicuousTo Anyone but God—Of these Two—God remembersThe longest—for the friend—Is integral—and thereforeItself dissolved—of God—

Bare your Jessamine—to the storm—And she will fling her maddest perfume—Haply—your Summer night to Charm—Stab the Bird—that built in your bosom—Oh, could you catch her last Refrain—Bubble! ‘forgive’—’Some better’—Bubble!‘Carol for Him—when I am gone’!