Is bliss, then, such abyss    I must not put my foot amiss    For fear I spoil my shoe?     I’d rather suit my foot    Than save my boot,    For yet…

 From us she wandered now a year,    Her tarrying unknown;    If wilderness prevent her feet,    Or that ethereal zone     No eye hath seen and lived,    We ignorant must be.    We…

These are the days when birds come back,    A very few, a bird or two,    To take a backward look.     These are the days when skies put…

 I CANNOT live with you,    It would be life,    And life is over there    Behind the shelf     The sexton keeps the key to,    Putting up    Our life, his porcelain,    Like a…

 A bird came down the walk:    He did not know I saw;    He bit an angle-worm in halves    And ate the fellow, raw.     And then he drank a…

I dreaded that first robin so,    But he is mastered now,    And I ‘m accustomed to him grown, —    He hurts a little, though.     I thought if I…

  In lands I never saw, they say,    Immortal Alps look down,    Whose bonnets touch the firmament,    Whose sandals touch the town, —     Meek at whose everlasting feet    A myriad…

A precious, mouldering pleasure ‘t is    To meet an antique book,    In just the dress his century wore;    A privilege, I think,     His venerable hand to take,    And warming…

  It is an honorable thought,    And makes one lift one’s hat,    As one encountered gentlefolk    Upon a daily street,     That we’ve immortal place,    Though pyramids decay,    And kingdoms, like the…

Immortal is an ample word    When what we need is by,    But when it leaves us for a time,    ‘T is a necessity.     Of heaven above the firmest…