1282
Art thou the thing I wanted?
Begone – my Tooth has grown –
Supply the minor Palate
That has not starved so long
I tell thee while I waited
The mistery of Food
Increased till I abjuried it
And dine without Like God –
Rough draft I
1301
I cannot want it more –
I cannot want it less –
My Human Nature’s fullest force
Expends itself on this.
And yet it nothing is
To him who easy owns –
Is Worth itself or Distance
He fathoms who obtains.
1312
To break so vast a Heart
Required a Blow as vast –
No Zephyr felled this Cedar straight –
’Twas underserved Blast –
1322
Floss wont save you from an Abyss
But a Rope will –
Notwithstanding a Rope for a Souvenir
Is not beautiful –
But I tell you every step is a Trough –
And every stop a Well –
Now will you have the Rope or the Floss?
Prices reasonable –
1333
A little Madness in The Spring
Is wholesome even for the King,
But God be with the Clown –
Who ponders this tremendous scene –
This whole Experiment of Green –
As if it were his own!
1336
Nature assigns the Sun –
That – is Astronomy –
Nature cannot enact a Friend –
That – is Astrology.
1351
You Cannot take itself
From any Human soul –
That indestructible estate
Enable him to dwell –
Impregnable as Light
That every man behold
But take away as difficult
As undiscovered Gold –
1389
Touch lightly Natures’s sweet guitar
Unless thou know’st The Tune
Or every Bird Will point at thee
Because a Bard too soon –
1398
I have no Life but this –
To lead it here –
Nor any Death – but lest
Dispelled from there –
Nor tie to Earths to come –
Nor Action new –
Except through this extent –
The realm of you –
1413
Sweet Skepticism of the Heart –
That knows – and does not know –
And tosses like a Fleet of Balm –
Affronted by the snow –
Invites and then retard the Truth
Lest Certainty be sere
Compared with the delicious throe
Of transport thrilled with Fear –
1419
It was a quiet seeming Day –
There was no harm in earth or sky –
Till with the closing sun
There strayed an accidental Red
A Strolling Hue, one would have said
To westward of the Town –
But when the Earth begun to jar
And Houses vanished with a roar
And Human Nature hid
We comprehended by the Awe
As those that Dissolution saw
The Poppy in the Cloud
1434
Go not too near a House of Rose –
The depredation of a Breeze
Or inundation of a Dew
Alarms it’s walls away –
Nor try to tie the Butterfly,
Nor climb the Bars of Ecstasy,
In insecurity to lie
It’s Joy’s insuring quality.
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