To hear an oriole sing    May be a common thing,    Or only a divine.     It is not of the bird    Who sings the same, unheard,    As unto crowd.     The…

    The only ghost I ever saw    Was dressed in mechlin, — so;    He wore no sandal on his foot,    And stepped like flakes of snow.    His gait was soundless,…

    The nearest dream recedes, unrealized.    The heaven we chase    Like the June bee    Before the school-boy    Invites the race;    Stoops to an easy clover —    Dips — evades — teases —…

    Pain has an element of blank;    It cannot recollect    When it began, or if there were    A day when it was not.     It has no future but itself,    Its…

    The mushroom is the elf of plants,    At evening it is not;    At morning in a truffled hut    It stops upon a spot     As if it tarried always;    And…

    The mountain sat upon the plain    In his eternal chair,    His observation omnifold,    His inquest everywhere.     The seasons prayed around his knees,    Like children round a sire:    Grandfather of the…

    The moon was but a chin of gold    A night or two ago,    And now she turns her perfect face    Upon the world below.     Her forehead is of…

    The moon is distant from the sea,    And yet with amber hands    She leads him, docile as a boy,    Along appointed sands.     He never misses a degree;    Obedient to…

    She laid her docile crescent down,    And this mechanic stone    Still states, to dates that have forgot,    The news that she is gone.     So constant to its stolid…

    He fumbles at your spirit    As players at the keys    Before they drop full music on;    He stuns you by degrees,     Prepares your brittle substance    For the ethereal blow,    By…