The Province of the Saved Should be the Art - To Save - Through Skill obtained in Themselves - The Science of the Grave No Man can understand But He that hath endured The Dissolution - in Himself - That Man - be qualified
To qualify Despair To Those who failing new - Mistake Defeat for Death - Each time - Till acclimated - to.
'Tis true - They shut me in the Cold - But then - Themselves were warm And could not know the feeling 'twas - Forget it - Lord - of Them - Let not my Witness hinder Them In Heavenly esteem - No Paradise could be - Conferred Through Their beloved Blame -
The Harm They did - was short - And since Myself - who bore it - do - Forgive Them - Even as Myself - Or else - forgive not me.
Me prove it now - Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it - now - Make haste - the Scruple! Death be scant For Opportunity - The River reaches to my feet - As yet - My Heart be dry - Oh Lover - Life could not convince - Might Death - enable Thee -
The River reaches to My Breast - Still - still - My Hands above Proclaim with their remaining Might - Dost recognize the Love?
The River reaches to my Mouth - Remember - when the Sea Swept by my searching eyes - the last - Themselves were quick - with Thee!
The Heart asks Pleasure - first - And then - Excuse from Pain - And then - those little Anodyness That deaden suffering - And then - to go to sleep - And then - if it should be The will of it's Inquisitor The privilege to die.
She's happy, with a new Content - That feels to her - like Sacrament - She's busy - with an altered Care - As just apprenticed to the Air - She's tearful - if she weep at all - For blissful Causes - Most of all That Heaven permit so meek as her - To such a Fate - to Minister.
The Doomed - regard the Sunrise With different Delight - Because - when next it burns abroad They doubt to witness it - The Man - to die - tomorrow - Harks for the Meadow Bird - Because it's Music stirs the Axe That clamors for his head -
Joyful - to whom the Sunrise Precedes Enamored - Day - Joyful - for whom the Meadow Bird Has ought but Elegy!
I Condannati - considerano l'Alba Con un Piacere diverso - Perché - quando la prossima tornerà a risplendere Dubitano di esserne testimoni - L'Uomo - che morirà - domani - Presta orecchio all'Uccello nel Prato - Perché quella Musica risveglierà la Scure Che reclama la sua testa -
Gioiosi - quelli per cui l'Alba Precede un Giorno - d'Amore - Gioiosi - quelli per cui l'Uccello del Prato È tutto tranne che un Canto Funebre!
Unto like Story - Trouble has enticed me - How Kinsmen fell - Brothers and Sister - who preferred the Glory - And their young will Bent to the Scaffold, or in Dungeons - chanted - Till God's full time - When they let go the ignominy - smiling - And Shame went dumb - Unto guessed Crests, my moaning fancy, leads me, Worn fair By Heads rejected - in the lower country - Of honors there - Such spirit makes her perpetual mention, That I - grown bold - Step martial - at my Crucifixion - As Trumpets - rolled -
Feet, small as mine - have marched in Revolution Firm to the Drum - Hands - not so stout - hoisted them - in witness - When Speech went numb - Let me not shame their sublime deportments - Drilled bright - Beckoning - Etruscan invitation - Toward Light.
One Year ago - jots what? God - spell the word! I - cant - Was't Grace? Not that - Was't Glory? That - will do - Spell slower - Glory - Such Anniversary shall be - Sometimes - not often - in Eternity - When farther Parted, than the Common Wo - Look - feed upon each other's faces - so - In doubtful meal, if it be possible Their Banquet's real -
I tasted - careless - then - I did not know the Wine Came once a World - Did you? Oh, had you told me so - This Thirst would blister - easier - now - You said it hurt you - most - Mine - was an Acorn's Breast - And could not know how fondness grew In Shaggier Vest - Perhaps - I could'nt - But, had you looked in - A Giant - eye to eye with you, had been - No Acorn - then -
So - Twelve months ago - We breathed - Then dropped the Air - Which bore it best? Was this - the patientest - Because it was a Child, you know - And could not value - Air?
If to be "Elder" - mean most pain - I'm old enough, today, I'm certain - then - As old as thee - how soon? One - Birthday more - or Ten? Let me - choose! Ah, Sir, None!
Morning" - means "Milking" - to the Farmer - Dawn - to the Teneriffe - Dice - to the Maid - Morning means just Risk - to the Lover - Just revelation - to the Beloved - Epicures - date a Breakfast - by it - Brides - an Apocalypse - Worlds - a Flood - Faint-going Lives - Their Lapse from Sighing - Faith - The Experiment of Our Lord.
A Mien to move a Queen - Half Child - Half Heroine - An Orleans in the Eye That puts it's manner by For humbler Company When none are near Even a Tear - It's frequent Visitor - A Bonnet like a Duke - And yet a Wren's Peruke Were not so shy Of Goer by - And Hands - so slight - They would elate a Sprite With Merriment -
A Voice that Alters - Low And on the Ear can go Like Let of Snow - Or shift supreme - As tone of Realm On Subjects Diadem -
Too small - to fear - Too distant - to endear - And so Men Compromise - And just - revere.
Un Aspetto da smuovere una Regina - Metà Fanciulla - Metà Eroina - Un Orleans negli Occhi Che smentisce i suoi modi Per la più umile Compagnia Quando nessuno è vicino Anche una Lacrima - È sua frequente Visitatrice - Un Cappellino come un Duca - Eppure una Parrucca di Scricciolo Non sarebbe così timorosa Di un Passante frettoloso - E Mani - così sottili - Che farebbero impazzire un Folletto Dalla Felicità -
Una Voce che Modula - Bassa E all'Orecchio arriva Come Soffocata dalla Neve - O si eleva superba - Come il suono di un Reame Sui Sudditi della Corona -
Troppo piccola - per averne timore - Troppo distante - per amarla - E così gli Uomini si Adattano - E semplicemente - la venerano.