As imperceptibly as grief    The summer lapsed away, —    Too imperceptible, at last,    To seem like perfidy.     A quietness distilled,    As twilight long begun,    Or Nature, spending with herself    Sequestered afternoon….

  As by the dead we love to sit,    Become so wondrous dear,    As for the lost we grapple,    Though all the rest are here, —     In broken mathematics    We…

 An altered look about the hills;    A Tyrian light the village fills;    A wider sunrise in the dawn;    A deeper twilight on the lawn;    A print of a vermilion…

Come slowly, Eden!    Lips unused to thee,    Bashful, sip thy jasmines,    As the fainting bee,     Reaching late his flower,    Round her chamber hums,    Counts his nectars — enters,    And is lost…

 I’m wife; I’ve finished that,    That other state;    I’m Czar, I’m woman now:    It’s safer so.     How odd the girl’s life looks    Behind this soft eclipse!    I think that earth…

Our lives are Swiss, —So still, so cool,Till, some odd afternoon,The Alps neglect their curtains,And we look farther on. Italy stands the other side,While, like…

When I was small, a woman died.    To-day her only boy    Went up from the Potomac,    His face all victory,     To look at her; how slowly    The seasons must…

  Within my reach!    I could have touched!    I might have chanced that way!    Soft sauntered through the village,    Sauntered as soft away!    So unsuspected violets    Within the fields lie low,    Too late…

  The murmuring of bees has ceased;    But murmuring of some    Posterior, prophetic,    Has simultaneous come, —     The lower metres of the year,    When nature’s laugh is done, —    The Revelations…

Afraid? Of whom am I afraid?    Not death; for who is he?    The porter of my father’s lodge    As much abasheth me.     Of life? ‘T were odd I…