I hide myself within my flower, That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too - And angels know the rest. I hide myself within my flower,

681 Soil of Flint, if steady tilled— Will refund by Hand— Seed of Palm, by Libyan Sun Fructified in Sand—

128 Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning’s flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how far the morning leaps—

The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ‘T were easier for you To put the water back

898 How happy I was if I could forget To remember how sad I am Would be an easy adversity But the recollecting of Bloom

145 This heart that broke so long— These feet that never flagged— This faith that watched for star i… Give gently to the dead—

131 Besides the Autumn poets sing A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of the Haze—

Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –

710 The Sunrise runs for Both— The East—Her Purple Troth Keeps with the Hill— The Noon unwinds Her Blue

I meant to find her when I came; Death had the same design; But the success was his, it seems, And the discomfit mine. I meant to tell her how I longed

620 It makes no difference abroad— The Seasons—fit—the same— The Mornings blossom into Noons— And split their Pods of Flame—

How lonesome the Wind must feel N… When people have put out the Ligh… And everything that has an Inn Closes the shutter and goes in— How pompous the Wind must feel No…

966 All forgot for recollecting Just a paltry One— All forsook, for just a Stranger’… New Accompanying—

433 Knows how to forget! But could It teach it? Easiest of Arts, they say When one learn how