The sky is low, the clouds are mean,    A travelling flake of snow    Across a barn or through a rut    Debates if it will go.     A narrow wind…

The morns are meeker than they were,    The nuts are getting brown;    The berry’s cheek is plumper,    The rose is out of town.     The maple wears a gayer…

Of bronze and blaze    The north, to-night!    So adequate its forms,    So preconcerted with itself,    So distant to alarms, —    An unconcern so sovereign    To universe, or me,    It paints my simple…

 Her final summer was it,    And yet we guessed it not;    If tenderer industriousness    Pervaded her, we thought     A further force of life    Developed from within, —    When Death lit…

   At least to pray is left, is left.    O Jesus! in the air    I know not which thy chamber is, —    I ‘m knocking everywhere.     Thou stirrest earthquake…

The night was wide, and furnished scant    With but a single star,    That often as a cloud it met    Blew out itself for fear.     The wind pursued the…

 At half-past three a single bird    Unto a silent sky    Propounded but a single term    Of cautious melody.     At half-past four, experiment    Had subjugated test,    And lo! her silver principle    Supplanted…

Departed to the judgment,    A mighty afternoon;    Great clouds like ushers leaning,    Creation looking on.     The flesh surrendered, cancelled,    The bodiless begun;    Two worlds, like audiences, disperse    And leave the soul…

  We never know how high we are    Till we are called to rise;    And then, if we are true to plan,    Our statures touch the skies.     The heroism…

As far from pity as complaint,    As cool to speech as stone,    As numb to revelation    As if my trade were bone.     As far from time as history,    As…