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The Winters are so short –

The Winters are so short --The Winters are so short –
I’m hardly justified
In sending all the Birds away –
And moving into Pod –

Myself — for scarcely settled –
The Phoebes have begun –
And then — it’s time to strike my Tent –
And open House — again –

It’s mostly, interruptions –
My Summer — is despoiled –
Because there was a Winter — once –
And all the Cattle — starved –

And so there was a Deluge –
And swept the World away –
But Ararat’s a Legend — now –
And no one credits Noah –

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A Tongue — to tell Him I am true!

A Tongue -- to tell Him I am true!A Tongue — to tell Him I am true!
Its fee — to be of Gold –
Had Nature — in Her monstrous House
A single Ragged Child –

To earn a Mine — would run
That Interdicted Way,
And tell Him — Charge thee speak it plain –
That so far — Truth is True?

And answer What I do –
Beginning with the Day
That Night — begun –
Nay — Midnight — ’twas –
Since Midnight — happened — say –

If once more — Pardon — Boy –
The Magnitude thou may
Enlarge my Message — If too vast
Another Lad — help thee –

Thy Pay — in Diamonds — be –
And His — in solid Gold –
Say Rubies — if He hesitate –
My Message — must be told –

Say — last I said — was This –
That when the Hills — come down –
And hold no higher than the Plain –
My Bond — have just begun –

And when the Heavens — disband –
And Deity conclude –
Then — look for me. Be sure you say –
Least Figure — on the Road –

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A House upon the Height –

A House upon the Height --A House upon the Height –
That Wagon never reached –
No Dead, were ever carried down –
No Peddler’s Cart — approached –

Whose Chimney never smoked –
Whose Windows — Night and Morn –
Caught Sunrise first — and Sunset — last –
Then — held an Empty Pane –

Whose fate — Conjecture knew –
No other neighbor — did –
And what it was — we never lisped –
Because He — never told –

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It’s coming — the postponeless Creature –

It's coming -- the postponeless Creature --It’s coming — the postponeless Creature –
It gains the Block — and now — it gains the Door –
Chooses its latch, from all the other fastenings –
Enters — with a “You know Me — Sir”?

Simple Salute — and certain Recognition –
Bold — were it Enemy — Brief — were it friend –
Dresses each House in Crape, and Icicle –
And carries one — out of it — to God –

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I cannot dance upon my Toes –

I cannot dance upon my Toes --I cannot dance upon my Toes –
No Man instructed me –
But oftentimes, among my mind,
A Glee possesseth me,

That had I Ballet knowledge –
Would put itself abroad
In Pirouette to blanch a Troupe –
Or lay a Prima, mad,

And though I had no Gown of Gauze –
No Ringlet, to my Hair,
Nor hopped to Audiences — like Birds,
One Claw upon the Air,

Nor tossed my shape in Eider Balls,
Nor rolled on wheels of snow
Till I was out of sight, in sound,
The House encore me so –

Nor any know I know the Art
I mention — easy — Here –
Nor any Placard boast me –
It’s full as Opera –

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Of Tribulation, these are They

Of Tribulation, these are TheyOf Tribulation, these are They,
Denoted by the White –
The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Rank
Of Victors — designate –

All these — did conquer –
But the ones who overcame most times –
Wear nothing commoner than Snow –
No Ornament, but Palms –

Surrender — is a sort unknown –
On this superior soil –
Defeat — an outgrown Anguish –
Remembered, as the Mile

Our panting Ankle barely passed –
When Night devoured the Road –
But we — stood whispering in the House –
And all we said — was “Saved”!

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Good Night! Which put the Candle out?

Good Night! Which put the Candle out?Good Night! Which put the Candle out?
A jealous Zephyr — not a doubt –
Ah, friend, you little knew
How long at that celestial wick
The Angels — labored diligent –
Extinguished — now — for you!

It might — have been the Light House spark –
Some Sailor — rowing in the Dark –
Had importuned to see!
It might — have been the waning lamp
That lit the Drummer from the Camp
To purer Reveille!

I shall keep singing!

I shall keep singing!I shall keep singing!
Birds will pass me
On their way to Yellower Climes –
Each — with a Robin’s expectation –
I — with my Redbreast –
And my Rhymes –

Late — when I take my place in summer –
But — I shall bring a fuller tune –
Vespers — are sweeter than Matins — Signor –
Morning — only the seed of Noon –