Just a look at the horses —
Rapid! That will do!
Put me in on the firmest side,
So I shall never fall;
For we must ride to the Judgment,
And it’s partly down hill.
But never I mind the bridges,
And never I mind the sea;
Held fast in everlasting race
By my own choice and thee.
Good-by to the life I used to lives,
And the world I used to know;
And kiss the hills for me, just once;
Now I am ready to go!
A waking on a mornTo find that what one waked for,Inhales the different dawn.
Bestowed Himself to BallsAs One who for a further LifeHad not a further Use—Invited Death—with bold attempt—But Death was Coy of HimAs Other Men, were Coy of Death—To Him—to live—was Doom—His Comrades, shifted like the FlakesWhen Gusts reverse the Snow—But He—was left alive BecauseOf Greediness to die—
Yet know I how the heather looksAnd what a billow be.I never spoke with God,Nor visited in heaven.Yet certain am I of the spotAs if the checks were given.
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…
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…
Believing if it intercedeIt shall at length be found.The Hour, and the Clime –Each Circumstance unknown,What Constancy must be achievedBefore it see the Sun!
