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poems-1-第3部分
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Our life; his porcelain;
Like a cup
Discarded of the housewife;
Quaint or broken;
A newer Sevres pleases;
Old ones crack。
I could not die with you;
For one must wait
To shut the other's gaze down;
You could not。
And I; could I stand by
And see you freeze;
Without my right of frost;
Death's privilege?
Nor could I rise with you;
Because your face
Would put out Jesus';
That new grace
Glow plain and foreign
On my homesick eye;
Except that you; than he
Shone closer by。
They'd judge us how?
For you served Heaven; you know;
Or sought to;
I could not;
Because you saturated sight;
And I had no more eyes
For sordid excellence
As Paradise。
And were you lost; I would be;
Though my name
Rang loudest
On the heavenly fame。
And were you saved;
And I condemned to be
Where you were not;
That self were hell to me。
So we must keep apart;
You there; I here;
With just the door ajar
That oceans are;
And prayer;
And that pale sustenance;
Despair!
XIII。
RENUNCIATION。
There came a day at summer's full
Entirely for me;
I thought that such were for the saints;
Where revelations be。
The sun; as common; went abroad;
The flowers; accustomed; blew;
As if no soul the solstice passed
That maketh all things new。
The time was scarce profaned by speech;
The symbol of a word
Was needless; as at sacrament
The wardrobe of our Lord。
Each was to each the sealed church;
Permitted to commune this time;
Lest we too awkward show
At supper of the Lamb。
The hours slid fast; as hours will;
Clutched tight by greedy hands;
So faces on two decks look back;
Bound to opposing lands。
And so; when all the time had failed;
Without external sound;
Each bound the other's crucifix;
We gave no other bond。
Sufficient troth that we shall rise
Deposed; at length; the grave
To that new marriage; justified
Through Calvaries of Love!
XIV。
LOVE'S BAPTISM。
I'm ceded; I've stopped being theirs;
The name they dropped upon my face
With water; in the country church;
Is finished using now;
And they can put it with my dolls;
My childhood; and the string of spools
I've finished threading too。
Baptized before without the choice;
But this time consciously; of grace
Unto supremest name;
Called to my full; the crescent dropped;
Existence's whole arc filled up
With one small diadem。
My second rank; too small the first;
Crowned; crowing on my father's breast;
A half unconscious queen;
But this time; adequate; erect;
With will to choose or to reject。
And I choose just a throne。
XV。
RESURRECTION。
'T was a long parting; but the time
For interview had come;
Before the judgment…seat of God;
The last and second time
These fleshless lovers met;
A heaven in a gaze;
A heaven of heavens; the privilege
Of one another's eyes。
No lifetime set on them;
Apparelled as the new
Unborn; except they had beheld;
Born everlasting now。
Was bridal e'er like this?
A paradise; the host;
And cherubim and seraphim
The most familiar guest。
XVI。
APOCALYPSE。
I'm wife; I've finished that;
That other state;
I'm Czar; I'm woman now:
It's safer so。
How odd the girl's life looks
Behind this soft eclipse!
I think that earth seems so
To those in heaven now。
This being comfort; then
That other kind was pain;
But why compare?
I'm wife! stop there!
XVII。
THE WIFE。
She rose to his requirement; dropped
The playthings of her life
To take the honorable work
Of woman and of wife。
If aught she missed in her new day
Of amplitude; or awe;
Or first prospective; or the gold
In using wore away;
It lay unmentioned; as the sea
Develops pearl and weed;
But only to himself is known
The fathoms they abide。
XVIII。
APOTHEOSIS。
Come slowly; Eden!
Lips unused to thee;
Bashful; sip thy jasmines;
As the fainting bee;
Reaching late his flower;
Round her chamber hums;
Counts his nectars enters;
And is lost in balms!
III。
NATURE。
I。
New feet within my garden go;
New fingers stir the sod;
A troubadour upon the elm
Betrays the solitude。
New children play upon the green;
New weary sleep below;
And still the pensive spring returns;
And still the punctual snow!
II。
MAY…FLOWER。
Pink; small; and punctual;
Aromatic; low;
Covert in April;
Candid in May;
Dear to the moss;
Known by the knoll;
Next to the robin
In every human soul。
Bold little beauty;
Bedecked with thee;
Nature forswears
Antiquity。
III。
WHY?
THE murmur of a bee
A witchcraft yieldeth me。
If any ask me why;
'T were easier to die
Than tell。
The red upon the hill
Taketh away my will;
If anybody sneer;
Take care; for God is here;
That's all。
The breaking of the day
Addeth to my degree;
If any ask me how;
Artist; who drew me so;
Must tell!
IV。
Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower?
But I could never sell。
If you would like to borrow
Until the daffodil
Unties her yellow bonnet
Beneath the village door;
Until the bees; from clover rows
Their hock and sherry draw;
Why; I will lend until just then;
But not an hour more!
V。
The pedigree of honey
Does not concern the bee;
A clover; any time; to him
Is aristocracy。
VI。
A SERVICE OF SONG。
Some keep the Sabbath going to church;
I keep it staying at home;
With a bobolink for a chorister;
And an orchard for a dome。
Some keep the Sabbath in surplice;
I just wear my wings;
And instead of tolling the bell for church;
Our little sexton sings。
God preaches; a noted clergyman;
And the sermon is never long;
So instead of getting to heaven at last;
I'm going all along!
VII。
The bee is not afraid of me;
I know the butterfly;
The pretty people in the woods
Receive me cordially。
The brooks laugh louder when I come;
The breezes madder play。
Wherefore; mine eyes; thy silver mists?
Wherefore; O summer's day?
VIII。
SUMMER'S ARMIES。
Some rainbow coming from the fair!
Some vision of the world Cashmere
I confidently see!
Or else a peacock's purple train;
Feather by feather; on the plain
Fritters itself away!
The dreamy butterflies bestir;
Lethargic pools resume the whir
Of last year's sundered tune。
From some old fortress on the sun
Baronial bees march; one by one;
In murmuring platoon!
The robins stand as thick to…day
As flakes of snow stood yesterday;
On fence and roof and twig。
The orchis binds her feather on
For her old lover; Don the Sun;
Revisiting the bog!
Without commander; countless; still;
The regiment of wood and hill
In bright detachment stand。
Behold! Whose multitudes are these?
The children of whose turbaned seas;
Or what Circassian land?
IX。
THE GRASS。
The grass so little has to do;
A sphere of simple green;
With only butterflies to brood;
And bees to entertain;
And stir all day to pretty tunes
The breezes fetch along;
And hold the sunshine in its lap
And bow to everything;
And thread the dews all night; like pearls;
And make itself so fine;
A duchess were too common
For such a noticing。
And even when it dies; to pass
In odors so divine;
As lowly spices gone to sleep;
Or amulets of pine。
And then to dwell in sovereign barns;
And dream the days away;
The grass so little has to do;
I wish I were the hay!
X。
A little road not made of man;
Enabled of the eye;
Accessible to thill of bee;
Or cart of butterfly。
If town it have; beyond itself;
'T is that I cannot say;
I only sigh; no vehicle
Bears me along that way。
XI。
SUMMER SHOWER。
A drop fell on the apple tree;
Another on the roof;
A half a dozen kissed the eaves;
And made the gables laugh。
A few went out to help the brook;
That went to help the sea。
Myself conjectured; Were they pearls;
What necklaces could be!
The dust replaced in hoisted roads;
The birds jocoser sung;
The sunshine threw his hat away;
The orchards spangles hung。
The breezes brought dejected lutes;
And bathed them in the glee;
The East put out a single flag;
And signed the fete away。
XII。
PSALM OF THE DAY。
A something in a summer's day;
As sIow her flambeaux burn away;
Which solemnizes me。
A something in a summer's noon;
An azure depth; a wordless tune;
Transcending ecstasy。
And still within a summer's night
A something so transporting bright;
I clap my hands to see;
Then veil my too inspecting face;
Lest such a subtle; shimmering grace
Flutter too far for me。
The wizard…fingers never rest;
The purple brook within the breast
Still chafes its narrow bed;
Still rears the East her amber flag;
Guides still the sun along the crag
His caravan of red;
Like flowers that heard the tale of dews;
But never deemed the dripping prize
Awaited their low brows;
Or bees; that thought the summer's name
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