APOCALYPSE - I'm wife; I've finished that
I'm wife; I've finished that, / That other state;
I'm wife; I've finished that, / That other state;
An altered look about the hills; / A Tyrian light the village fills;
ASLEEP. / As far from pity as complaint,
Departed to the judgment, / A mighty afternoon;
Her final summer was it, / And yet we guessed it not;
Of bronze and blaze / The north, to-night!
The morns are meeker than they were, / The nuts are getting brown;
As imperceptibly as grief / The summer lapsed away, --
At half-past three a single bird / Unto a silent sky
BEAUTY crowds me till I die, / Beauty, mercy have on me!
BLOOM upon the Mountain, stated, / Blameless of a name.
I started early, took my dog, / And visited the sea;
Just lost when I was saved! / Just felt the world go by!
Softened by Time's consummate plush, / How sleek the woe appears
Of all the souls that stand create / I have elected one.
The spider as an artist / Has never been employed
For each ecstatic instant / We must an anguish pay
Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it, / Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee,
Could I but ride indefinite, / As doth the meadow-bee,
The day came slow, till five o'clock, / Then sprang before the hills