Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
Summer laid her simple Hat
On it's boundless shelf -
Unobserved - a Ribin slipt
Fasten it yourself.
Summer laid her supple Glove
In it's sylvan Drawer -
Wheresoe'er - as was she -
The Affair of Awe.
Commenta
Summer laid her simple Hat
On it's boundless shelf -
Unobserved - a Ribin slipt
Fasten it yourself.
Summer laid her supple Glove
In it's sylvan Drawer -
Wheresoe'er - as was she -
The Affair of Awe.
Of Paul and Silas it is said
There were in Prison laid
But when they went to take them out
They were not there instead.
Security the same insures
To our assaulted minds -
The staple must be optional
That an Immortal binds.
Contained in this short Life
Are magical extents
The soul returning soft at night
To steal securer thence
As Children strictest kept
Turn soonest to the sea
Whose nameless Fathoms slink away
Beside infinity.
God made no act without a cause -
nor heart without an aim -
Our inference is premature,
our premises to blame.
The Life we have is very great.
The Life that we shall see
Surpasses it, we know, because
It is Infinity.
But when all Space has been beheld
And all Dominion shown
The smallest Human Heart's extent
Reduces it to none.
He is alive, this morning -
He is alive - and awake -
Birds are resuming for Him -
Blossoms - dress for His sake -
Bees - to their Loaves of Honey
Add an Amber Crumb
Him - to regale - Me - Only -
Motion, and am dumb.
Great Streets of silence led away
To Neighborhoods of Pause -
Here was no Notice - no Dissent
No Universe - no Laws -
By Clocks, 'twas Morning, and for Night
The Bells at Distance called -
But Epoch had no basis here
For Period exhaled.
Best Witchcraft is Geometry
To the magician's mind -
His ordinary acts are feats
To thinking of mankind.
Some Days retired from the rest
In soft distinction lie
The Day that a Companion came
Or was obliged to die.
A full fed Rose on meals of Tint
A Dinner for a Bee
In process of the Noon became -
Each bright mortality
The Forfeit is of Creature fair
Itself, adored before
Submitting for our unknown sake
To be esteemed no more.