None can experience stint Who Bounty - have not known - The fact of Famine - could not be Except for Fact of Corn - Want - is a meagre Art Acquired by Reverse - The Poverty that was not Wealth - Cannot be Indigence - ___ The hallowing of Pain Like hallowing of Heaven, Obtains at a corporeal cost - The Summit is not given - To Him who strives severe At middle of the Hill - But He who has achieved the Top - All - is the price of All - ___ Deprived of other Banquet, I entertained Myself - At first - a scant nutrition - An insufficient Loaf - But grown by slender addings To so esteemed a size 'Tis sumptuous enough for me - And almost to suffice A Robin's famine - able - Red Pilgrim, He and I - A Berry from our table Reserve - for Charity - ___ It is a lonesome Glee - Yet sanctifies the Mind - With fair association - Afar upon the Wind A Bird to overhear Delight without a Cause - Arrestless as invisible - A matter of the Skies. ___ If Blame be my side - forfeit Me - But doom me not to forfeit Thee - To forfeit Thee? The very name Is exile - from Belief - and Home - ___ Purple - The Color of a Queen, is this - The Color of a Sun At setting - this and Amber - Beryl - and this, at Noon - And when at night - Auroran widths Fling suddenly on Men - 'Tis this - and Witchcraft - nature keeps A Rank - for Iodine - ___ To be alive - is Power - Existence - in itself - Without a further function - Omnipotence - Enough - To be alive - and Will! 'Tis able as a God - The Maker - of Ourselves - be what - Such being Finitude! ___ The Loneliness One dare not sound - And would as soon surmise As in it's Grave go plumbing To ascertain the size - The Loneliness whose worst alarm Is lest itself should see - And perish from before itself For just a scrutiny - The chasm not to be surveyed - But skirted in the Dark - With Consciousness suspended - And Being under Lock - I fear me this - is Loneliness - The Maker of the soul It's Caverns and it's Corridors Illuminate - or seal - ___ Least Bee that brew - A Honey's Weight The Summer multiply - Content Her smallest fraction help The Amber Quantity - ___ This that would greet - an hour ago - Is quaintest Distance - now - Had it a Guest from Paradise - Nor glow, would it, nor bow - Had it a notice from the Noon Nor beam, would it, nor Warm - Match me the Silver Reticence - Match me the Solid Calm - ___ The Service without Hope - Is tenderest, I think - Because 'tis unsustained By stint - Rewarded Work - Has impetus of Gain - And impetus of Goal - There is no Diligence like that That knows not an Until - ___ I meant to find Her when I Came - Death - had the same design - But the Success - was His - it seems - And the Surrender - Mine - I meant to tell Her how I longed For just this single time - But Death had told Her so the first - And she had past, with Him - To wander - now - is my Repose - To rest - To rest would be A privilege of Hurricane To Memory - and Me - ___ The Truth - is stirless - Other force - may be presumed to move - This - then - is best for confidence - When oldest Cedars swerve - And Oaks untwist their fists - And Mountains - feeble - lean - How excellent a Body, that Stands without a Bone - How vigorous a Force That holds without a Prop - Truth stays Herself - and every man That trusts Her - boldly up - ___ A South Wind - has a pathos Of individual Voice - As One detect on Landings An Emigrant's address - A Hint of Ports - and Peoples - And much not understood - The fairer - for the farness - And for the foreignhood - ___ To wait an Hour - is long - If Love be just beyond - To wait Eternity - is short - If Love reward the end - ___ There is an arid Pleasure - As different from Joy - As Frost is different from Dew - Like element - are they - Yet one - rejoices Flowers - And one - the Flowers abhor - The finest Honey - curdled - Is worthless - to the Bee - ___ The Birds begun at Four o'clock - Their period for Dawn - A Music numerous as space - But neighboring as Noon - I could not count their Force - Their Voices did expend As Brook by Brook bestows itself To multiply the Pond. Their Witnesses were not - Except Occasional Man - In homely industry arrayed - To overtake the Morn - Nor was it for applause - That I could ascertain - But independent Extasy Of Deity, and Men - By Six, the Flood had done - No tumult there had been Of Dressing, or Departure - And yet the Band - was gone - The Sun engrossed the East - The Day controlled the World - The Miracle that introduced Forgotten, as fulfilled. ___ Bereaved of all, I went abroad - No less bereaved was I Upon a New Peninsula - The Grave preceded me - Obtained my Lodgings, ere myself - And when I sought my Bed - The Grave it was reposed upon The Pillow for my Head - I waked to find it first awake - I rose - It followed me - I tried to drop it in the Crowd - To lose it in the Sea - In Cups of artificial Drowse To steep it's shape away - The Grave - was finished - but the Spade Remained in Memory - ___ They have a little Odor - that to me Is metre - nay - 'tis melody - And spiciest at fading - indicate - A Habit - of a Laureate - ___ Severer Service of myself I hastened to demand To fill the awful Vacuum Your life had left behind - I worried Nature with my Wheels When Her's had ceased to run - When she had put away Her Work My own had just begun - I strove to weary Brain and Bone - To harass to fatigue The glittering Retinue of nerves - Vitality to clog To some dull comfort Those obtain Who put a Head away They knew the Hair to - And forget the color of the Day - Affliction would not be appeased - The Darkness braced as firm As all my stratagem had been The Midnight to confirm - No Drug for Consciousness - can be - Alternative to die Is Nature's only Pharmacy For Being's Malady - ___ 'Twould ease - a Butterfly - Elate - a Bee - Thou'rt neither - Neither - thy capacity - But, Blossom, were I, I would rather be Thy moment Than a Bee's Eternity - Content of fading Is enough for me - Fade I unto Divinity - And Dying - Lifetime - Ample as the Eye - Her least attention raise on me - ___ Such is the Force of Happiness - The Least - can lift a ton Assisted by it's stimulus - Who Misery - sustain - No Sinew can afford - The Cargo of Themselves - Too infinite for Consciousness' Slow capabilities - ___