I thought the Train would never come - How slow the whistle sang - I dont believe a peevish Bird So whimpered for the Spring - I taught my Heart a hundred times Precisely what to say - Provoking Lover, when you came It's Treatise flew away To hide my strategy too late To wiser be too soon - For miseries so halcyon The happiness atone.
How soft a Caterpillar steps - I find one on my Hand From such a Velvet world it came - Such plushes at command It's soundless travels just arrest My slow - terrestrial eye - Intent upon it's own career - What use has it for me.
His Mind like Fabrics of the East - Displayed to the despair Of everyone but here and there An humble Purchaser - For though his price was not of Gold - More arduous there is - That one should comprehend the worth, Was all the price there was.
Death is the supple Suitor That wins at last - It is a stealthy Wooing Conducted first By pallid innuendoes And dim approach But brave at last with Bugles And a bisected Coach It bears away in triumph To Troth unknown And Kinsmen as divulgeless As throngs of Down.
A little Snow was here and there Disseminated in her Hair - Since she and I had met and played Decade had hastened to Decade - But Time had added, not obtained Impregnable the Rose For summer too indelible - Too obdurate - for Snows.
A Chilly Peace infests the Grass The Sun respectful lies - Not any Trance of industry These shadows scrutinize - Whose Allies go no more astray For service or for Glee - Though all mankind do anchor here From whatsoever Sea.
To mend each tattered Faith There is a needle fair Though no appearance indicate - 'Tis threaded in the Air - And though it do not wear As if it never Tore 'Tis very comfortable indeed And spacious as before.
These Fevered Days - to take them to the Forest Where Waters cool around the mosses crawl - And shade is all that devastates the stillness Seems it sometimes this would be all.
The healed Heart shows it's shallow scar With confidential moan - Not mended by Mortality Are Fabrics truly torn - To go it's convalescent way So shameless is to see More genuine were perfidy Than such Fidelity.