"Life，likeadomeofmany—colouredglass，StainsthewhiteradianceofEternity。"
　　Shelley，"Adonais"。
　　"Lesilenceestsigrandquemoncoeurenfrissonne，Seul，lebruitdemespassurlepaveresonne。"
　　AlbertSamain。
　　ContentsLyricalPoemsBeforetheAltarSuggestedbytheCoverofaVolumeofKeats’sPoemsApplesofHesperidesAzureandGoldPetalsVenetianGlassFatigueAJapaneseWood—CarvingALittleSongBehindaWallAWinterRideAColouredPrintbyShokeiSongTheFoolErrantTheGreenBowlHoraStellatrixFragmentLoonPointSummer"To—morrowtoFreshWoodsandPasturesNew"
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　　RoadsTeatroBambino。Dublin，N。H。
　　TheRoadtoAvignonNewYorkatNightAFairyTaleCrownedToElizabethWardPerkinsThePromiseoftheMorningStarJ——K。HuysmansMarchEveningSonnetsLeisureOnCarpaccio’sPicture:TheDreamofSt。UrsulaTheMatrixMonadnockinEarlySpringTheLittleGardenToanEarlyDaffodilListeningTheLampofLifeHero—WorshipInDarknessBeforeDawnThePoetAtNightTheFruitGardenPathMirageToaFriendAFixedIdeaDreamsFrankincenseandMyrrhFromOneWhoStaysCrepusculeduMatinAftermathTheEndTheStarlingMarketDayEpitaphinaChurch—YardinCharleston，SouthCarolinaFrancisII，KingofNaplesToJohnKeatsTheBostonAthenaeumTheBostonAthenaeumVersesforChildrenSeaShellFringedGentiansThePaintedCeilingTheCrescentMoonClimbingTheTroutWindThePleiadesThanksareduetotheeditorofthe`AtlanticMonthly’，andtoMessrs。G。Schirmer，Inc。，fortheircourteouspermissiontoreprintcertainofthesepoemswhichhavebeencopyrightedbythem。
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　　LyricalPoemsBeforetheAltarBeforetheAltar，bowed，hestandsWithemptyhands；
　　UponitperfumedofferingsburnWreathingwithsmokethesacrificialurn。
　　Notoneofallthesehashegiven，NoflameofhishasleapttoHeavenFiresouled，vermilion—hearted，Forked，anddarted，ConsumingwhatafewsparepenceHavecheaplybought，toflingfromhenceInidly—askedpetition。
　　HissoleconditionLoveandpoverty。
　　AndwhilethemoonSwingsslowacrossthesky，Athwartawavingpinetree，AndsoonTipsalltheneedlesthereWithsilversparkles，bitterlyHegazes，whilehissoulGrowshardwiththinkingofthepoornessofhisdole。
　　"ShininganddistantGoddess，hearmyprayerWhereyouswiminthehighair！
　　Withcharitylookdownonme，Underthistree，TendingthegiftsIhavenotbrought，TherareandgoodlythingsIhavenotsought。
　　Instead，takefrommeallmylife！
　　"UponthewingsOfshimmeringmoonbeamsIpackmypoet’sdreamsForyou。
　　Mywearyingstrife，Mycourage，myloss，IntothenightItossForyou。
　　GoldenDivinity，DeigntolookdownonmeWhosounworthilyOfferstoyou:
　　Alllifehasknown，Seedswitheredunsown，Hopesturningquicktofears，Laughterwhichdiesintears。
　　TheshreddedremnantofamanIsallthespanAndcompassofmyofferingtoyou。
　　"Emptyandsilent，I
　　Kneelbeforeyourpure，calmmajesty。
　　Onthisstone，inthisurnIpourmyheartandwatchitburn，Myselfthesacrifice；butbeStillunmoved:Divinity。"
　　Fromthealtar，bathedinmoonlight，Thesmokerosestraightinthequietnight。
　　SuggestedbytheCoverofaVolumeofKeats’sPoemsWildlittlebird，whochosetheeforasignToputuponthecoverofthisbook？
　　Whoheardtheesinginginthedistancedim，Thevague，fargreennessoftheenshroudingwood，WhenthedampfreshnessofthemorningearthWasfullofpungentsweetnessandthysong？
　　Whofollowedovermossandtwistedroots，AndpushedthroughthewetleavesoftrailingvinesWhereslantingsunbeamsgleameduncertainly，Whileeverclearercamethedroppingnotes，Until，atlast，twowideningtrunksdisclosedTheesingingonasprayofbranchingbeech，Hidden，thenseen；andalwaysthatsamesongOfjoyfulsweetness，raptureincarnate，Filledthehushed，rustlingstillnessofthewood？
　　Wedonotknowwhatbirdthouart。PerhapsThatfairybird，fabledinislandtale，Whoneversingsbutonce，andthenhissongIsofsuchfearfulbeautythathediesFromsheerexuberanceofmelody。
　　Forthistheytookthee，littlebird，forthisTheycapturedthee，tiltingamongtheleaves，Andstampedtheeforasymbolonthisbook。
　　Foritcontainsasongsurpassingthine，Richer，moresweet，morepoignant。AndthepoetWhofeltthisburningbeauty，andwhoseheartWasfullofloveliestthings，sangallheknewAlittlewhile，andthenhedied；toofrailTobearthisuntamed，passionateburstofsong。
　　ApplesofHesperidesGlintinggoldenthroughthetrees，ApplesofHesperides！
　　Throughthemoon—piercedwarpofnightShootpaleshaftsofyellowlight，SwayingtothekissingbreezeSwingsthetreasure，golden—gleaming，ApplesofHesperides！
　　Farandloftyyettheyglimmer，ApplesofHesperides！
　　Blindedbytheirradiantshimmer，Pushingforwardjustforthese；
　　Dew—besprinkled，bramble—marred，Poordupedmortal，travel—scarred，AlwaysthinkingsoontoseizeAndpossessthegolden—glisteningApplesofHesperides！
　　Orbed，andglittering，andpendent，ApplesofHesperides！
　　Notonemissing，stilltranscendent，Clusteringlikeaswarmofbees。
　　Yieldingtonoman’sdesire，Glowingwithasaffronfire，Splendid，unassailed，thegoldenApplesofHesperides！
　　AzureandGoldAprilhadcoveredthehillsWithflickeringyellowsandreds，ThesparkleandcoolnessofsnowWasblownfromthemountainbeds。
　　Acrossadeep—sunkenstreamThepinkofblossomingtrees，AndfromwindlessapplebloomsThehummingofmanybees。
　　TheairwasofroseandgoldArabesquedwiththesongofbirdsWho，swingingunseenunderleaves，Mademusicmoreeagerthanwords。
　　Ofasudden，aslanttheroad，Abrightnesstodazzleandstun，Aglintofthebluestblue，Aflashfromasapphiresun。
　　Blue—birdssoblue，’twasadream，Animpossible，unconceivedhue，ThehighskyofsummerdroppeddownSomerapturousoceantowoo。
　　Suchacolour，suchinfinitelight！
　　Theheartofafabulousgem，Many—faceted，brilliantandrare。
　　CentreStoneoftheearth’sdiadem！……
　　CentreStoneoftheCrownoftheWorld，"Sincerity"gravedonyouryouth！
　　Andyoureyesholdtheblue—birdflash，Thesapphireshaft，whichistruth。
　　PetalsLifeisastreamOnwhichwestrewPetalbypetaltheflowerofourheart；
　　Theendlostindream，Theyfloatpastourview，Weonlywatchtheirglad，earlystart。
　　Freightedwithhope，Crimsonedwithjoy，Wescattertheleavesofouropeningrose；
　　Theirwideningscope，Theirdistantemploy，Wenevershallknow。AndthestreamasitflowsSweepsthemaway，EachoneisgoneEverbeyondintoinfiniteways。
　　WealonestayWhileyearshurryon，Theflowerfaredforth，thoughitsfragrancestillstays。
　　VenetianGlassAsonewhosailsuponawide，blueseaFaroutofsightofland，hismindintentUponthesailingofhislittleboat，Ontighteningropesandshapingfairhiscourse，Hearssuddenly，acrosstherestlesssea，Therhythmicstrikingofsometoweredclock，Andwakesfromthoughtlessidlenesstotime:
　　Time，theslowpulsewhichbeatseternity！
　　SothroughthevacancyofbusylifeAtintervalsyoucrossmypathandbringThedeepsolemnityofpassingyears。
　　ForyouIhaveshedbittertears，foryouIhaverelinquishedthatforwhichmyheartCriedoutinselfishlonging。Andto—nightHavingjustleftyou，Icansay:"’Tiswell。
　　ThankGodthatIhaveknownasoulsotrue，Sonoblyjust，soworthytobeloved！"
　　FatigueStupefymyhearttoeveryday’smonotony，Sealupmyeyes，Iwouldnotlooksofar，Chastenmystepstopeacefulregularity，BowdownmyheadlestIbeholdastar。
　　Fillmydayswithwork，athousandcalmnecessitiesLeavingnomomenttoconsecratetohope，GirdlemythoughtswithinthedullcircumferencesOffactswhichformtheactualinoneshorthour’sscope。
　　Givemedreamlesssleep，andloosenight’spoweroverme，Shutmyearstosoundsonlytumultuousthen，BidFancyslumber，andstealawayitspotency，OrNaturewakesandstrivestoliveagain。
　　Leteachdaypass，wellorderedinitsusefulness，Unlitbysunshine，unscarredbystorm；
　　Dowermewithstrengthandcurballfoolisheagerness——
　　Thelawexactsobedience。Instruct，Iwillconform。
　　AJapaneseWood—CarvingHighupabovetheopen，welcomingdoorIthangs，apieceofwoodwithcoloursdim。
　　Once，longago，itwasawavingtreeAndknewthesunandshadowthroughtheleavesOfforesttrees，inathickeasternwood。
　　Thewintersnowshadbentitsbranchesdown，Thespringhadswelleditsbudswithcomingflowers，Summerhadrunlikefirethroughitsveins，Whileautumnpelteditwithchestnutburrs，Andstrewedtheleafygroundwithacorncups。
　　DarkmidnightstormshadroaredandcrashedamongItsbranches，breakinghereandtherealimb；
　　ButeverynowandthenbroadsunlitdaysLovinglylingered，caughtamongtheleaves。
　　Yes，ithadknownallthis，andyettousItdoesnotspeakofmossyforestways，Ofwhisperingpinetreesortheshimmeringbirch；
　　Butofquickwinds，andthesalt，stingingsea！
　　Anartistonce，withpatient，carefulknife，Hadfashioneditliketotheuntamedsea。
　　Herewavesuprearthemselves，theirtopsblownbackBythegay，sunnywind，whichwhipstheblueAndbreaksitintogleamsandsparksoflight。
　　AmongtheflashingwavesaretwowhitebirdsWhichswoop，andsoar，andscreamforveryjoyAtthewildsport。Nowdivingquicklyin，Questingsomeglisteningfish。Nowflyingup，Theirdrippingfeathersshininginthesun，Whilethewetdropslikelittleglintsoflight，Fallpatteringbackwardtotheparentsea。
　　Glidingalongthegreenandfoam—fleckedhollows，Orskimmingsomewhitecrestabouttobreak，ThespiritsoftheskydeigningtostoopAndplaywithoceaninasummermood。
　　Hangingabovethehigh，wideopendoor，Itbringstousinquiet，firelitroom，Thefreedomoftheearth’svastsolitudes，Whereheaping，sunnywavestumbleandroll，Andseabirdsscreaminwantonhappiness。
　　ALittleSongWhenyou，myDear，areaway，away，Howwearilygoesthecreepingday。
　　Ayeardragsaftermorning，andnightStartsanotheryearofcandlelight。
　　OPausingSunandLingeringMoon！
　　Grantme，Ibegofyou，thisboon。
　　WhirlroundtheearthasneversunHashisdiurnaljourneyrun。
　　And，Moon，slippasttheladdersofairInasingleflash，whileyourstreaminghairCatchesthestarsandpullsthemdownToshineonsomeslumberingChinesetown。
　　OKindlySun！UnderstandingMoon！
　　Bringeveningtocrowdthefootstepsofnoon。
　　ButwhenthatlongawaiteddayHangsripeintheheavens，yourvoyagingstay。
　　Bemorning，OSun！withthelarkinsong，Beafternoonforageslong。
　　And，Moon，letyouandyourlesserlightsWatchoveracenturyofnights。
　　BehindaWallIownasolaceshutwithinmyheart，AgardenfullofmanyaquaintdelightAndwarmwithdrowsy，poppiedsunshine；bright，FlamingwithliliesoutofwhosecupsdartShiningthingsWithpowderedwings。
　　Hereterracesinkstoterrace，arborscloseTheendsofdreamingpaths；awantonwindJostlesthehalf—ripepears，andthen，unkind，Tumblesa—slumberinapillarrose，WithcontentGrownindolent。
　　Bynightmygardeniso’erhungwithgemsFixedinanonyxsetting。FirefliesFlickertheirlanternsinmydazzledeyes。
　　InserriedrowsIguessthestraight，stiffstemsOfhollyhocksAgainsttherocks。
　　Sofarandstillitisthat，listening，Iheartheflowerstalkinginthedawn；
　　Andwhereasunkenbasincutsthelawn，Cincturedwithiris，paleandglistening，ThesuddenswishOfawakingfish。
　　AWinterRideWhoshalldeclarethejoyoftherunning！
　　Whoshalltellofthepleasuresofflight！
　　Springingandspurningthetuftsofwildheather，Sweeping，wide—winged，throughthebluedomeoflight。
　　Everythingmortalhasmomentsimmortal，SwiftandGod—gifted，immeasurablybright。
　　Sowiththestretchofthewhiteroadbeforeme，Shiningsnowcrystalsrainbowedbythesun，Fieldsthatarewhite，stainedwithlong，cool，blueshadows，Strongwiththestrengthofmyhorseaswerun。
　　Joyinthetouchofthewindandthesunlight！
　　Joy！WiththevigorousearthIamone。
　　AColouredPrintbyShokeiItwindsalongthefaceofacliffThispathwhichIlongtoexplore，Andoveritdashesawaterfall，AndtheairisfulloftheroarAndthethunderousvoiceofwaterswhichsweepInasilvertorrentoversomesteep。
　　ItclearsthepathwithamightyboundAndtumblesbelowandaway，AndthetreesandthebusheswhichgrowintherocksArewetwithitsjewelledspray；
　　Theairismistyandheavywithsound，Andsmall，wetwildflowersstartheground。
　　Oh！Thedampnessisverygoodtosmell，Andthepathissofttotread，Andbeyondthefallitwindsupandon，WhilelittlestreamletsthreadTheirownmeanderingwaydownthehillEachsingingitsownlittlesong，untilIforgetthat’tisonlyapicturedpath，AndIhearthewaterandwind，Andlookthroughthemist，andstrainmyeyesToseewhatthereisbehind；
　　Foritmustleadtoahappyland，Thislittlepathbyawaterfallspanned。
　　SongOh！TobeaflowerNoddinginthesun，Bending，thenupspringingAsthebreezesrun；
　　HoldingupAscent—brimmedcup，Fullofsummer’sfragrancetothesummersun。
　　Oh！TobeabutterflyStill，uponaflower，Winkingwithitspaintedwings，Happyinthehour。
　　BlossomsholdMinesofgoldDeepwithinthefarthestheartofeachchalicedflower。
　　Oh！TobeacloudBlowingthroughtheblue，Shadowingthemountains，RushingloudlythroughValleysdeepWheretorrentskeepAlwaystheirplungingthunderandtheirmistyarchofblue。
　　Oh！TobeawaveSplinteringonthesand，Drawingback，butleavingLingeringlytheland。
　　RainbowlightFlashesbrightTellingtalesofcoralcaveshalfhidinyellowsand。
　　Soontheydie，theflowers；
　　Insectsliveaday；
　　Cloudsdissolveinshowers；
　　OnlywavesatplayLastforever。
　　ShallendeavorMakeaseaofpurposemightierthanwedreamto—day？
　　TheFoolErrantTheFoolErrantsatbythehighwayoflifeAndhisgazewanderedupandhisgazewandereddown，Avigorousyouth，butwithnowishtowalk，Yethislongingwasgreatforthedistanttown。
　　HewhistledalittlefrivoloustuneWhichhefelttobepulsingwithecstasy，Forhethoughtthatsuccessalwaysfolloweddesire，Suchaverysuperlativefoolwashe。
　　Amaidencamebyonanamblingmule，Hergownwasrose—redandherkerchiefblue，Onherlapshecarriedabasketofeggs。
　　Thoughtthefool，"Thereiscertainlyroomfortwo。"
　　SohejauntilyswaggeredtowardsthemaidAndputouthishandtothebridle—rein。
　　"Myprettygirl，"quoththefool，"takemeup，FortoridewithyoutothetownIamfain。"
　　ButthemaidenstruckathisupraisedarmAndpeltedhimhotlywitheggs，ascore。
　　Themule，lashedintoafury，ran；
　　Thefoolwentbacktohisstoneandswore。
　　ThenoutofthecloudofsettlingdustTheburlyformofanabbotappeared，Readinghisofficeherodetothetown。
　　Andthefoolgotup，forhisheartwascheered。
　　Hestoodinthemidstofthelong，whiteroadAndsweptoffhiscaptillittouchedtheground。
　　"Ah，ReverentSir，wellmet，"saidthefool，"Aworthiertransportneverwasfound。
　　"Iprayyouallowmetomountwithyou，Yourpalfreyseemsbothsturdyandyoung。"
　　TheabbotlookedupfromtheholybookAndcriedoutinanger，"Holdyourtongue！
　　"HowdareyouobstructtheKing’shighroad，Yousaucyvarlet，getoutofmyway。"
　　ThenhegavethefoolacutwithhiswhipAndleavinghimsmarting，herodeaway。
　　Thefoolwasangry，thefoolwassore，Andhecursedthefollyofmonksandmaids。
　　"IfIcouldbutmeetwithaman，"sighedthefool，"Forawomanfears，andafriarupbraids。"
　　ThenhesawaflashingofdistantsteelAndtheclankingofharnessgreetedhisears，Anduptheroadjourneyedknights—at—arms，Withwavingplumesandglitteringspears。
　　Thefooltooknoticeandslowlyarose，Notquitesosurewashisfoolishheart。
　　IfpriestsandwomenwouldnoneofhimWasitlikelyaknightwouldtakehispart？
　　Theysangastheyrode，theselustyboys，Whenonechancedtoturntowardthehighway’sside，"There’sasorryfigureoffun，"jestedhe，"Well，Sirrah！moveback，thereisscarceroomtoride。"
　　"GoodSirs，KindSirs，"beggedthecrestfallenfool，"Iprayofyourcourtesyspeechwithyou，I’mforyondertown，andhavenohorsetoride，Haveyouneverachargerwillcarrytwo？"
　　Thenthecompanyhaltedandlaughedoutloud。
　　"Wassucharequestevermadetoaknight？"
　　"Andwhereareyourlegs，"askedone，"ifyoustart，Youmaybeinsidethetowngatesto—night。"
　　"’Tisalazyfellow，lethimalone，They’venoroominthetownforsuchidlersashe。"
　　Butonebentfromhissaddleandsaid，"Myman，Artthounotashamedtobegcharity！
　　"Thouartwellsetup，andthylegsarestrong，Butitmuchmisgivesmelestthou’rtafool；
　　Forbeggarsgetonlyabeggar’scrust，Wisemenarerearedinadifferentschool。"
　　Thentheyclatteredawayinthedustandthewind，Andthefoolslunkbacktohislonelystone；
　　HebegantoseethatthemanwhoasksMustlikewisegiveandnotaskalone。
　　Purpletree—shadowscreptovertheroad，Thelevelsunflunganorangelight，Andthefoollaidhisheadonthehard，graystoneAndweptasherealizedadvancingnight。
　　Agreat，roundmoonroseoverahillAndthesteadywindblewyetmorecool；
　　Andcrouchedonastoneawayfarersobbed，Foratlastheknewhewasonlyafool。
　　TheGreenBowlThislittlebowlislikeamossypoolInaSpringwood，wheredogtoothvioletsgrowNoddinginchequeredsunshineofthetrees；
　　Aquietplace，still，withthesoundofbirds，Where，thoughunseen，isheardtheendlesssongAndmurmuroftheneverrestingsea。
　　’Twaswinter，Roger，whenyoumadethiscup，ButcomingSpringguidedyoureagerhandAndroundtheedgeyoufashionedyounggreenleaves，AproperchalicemadetoholdtheshyAndlittleflowersofthewoods。AndhereTheywillforgettheirsaduprooting，lostInpleasurethatthiscircleofbrightleavesShouldbetheirsetting；oncemoretheywilldreamTheyhearwindswanderingthroughloftytreesAndseethesunsmilingbetweentheleaves。
　　HoraStellatrixThestarshangthickintheappletree，Thesouthwindsmellsofthepungentsea，Goldtulipcupsareheavywithdew。
　　Thenight’sforyou，Sweetheart，foryou！
　　Starfirerainsfromthevaultedblue。
　　Listen！Thedancingofunseenleaves。
　　Adrowsyswallowstirsintheeaves。
　　Onlyamaidenissorrowing。
　　’Tisnightandspring，Sweetheart，andspring！
　　Starfirelightsyourheart’sblossoming。
　　Intheintimatedarkthere’sneveranear，Thoughthetulipsstandontiptoetohear，Sogive；ripefruitmustshrivelorfall。
　　Asyouaremine，Sweetheart，giveall！
　　Starfiresparkles，yourcoronal。
　　FragmentWhatispoetry？IsitamosaicOfcolouredstoneswhichcuriouslyarewroughtIntoapattern？Ratherglassthat’staughtBypatientlaboranyhuetotakeAndglowingwithasumptuoussplendor，makeBeautyathingofawe；wheresunbeamscaught，TransmutedfallinsheafsofrainbowsfraughtWithstoriedmeaningforreligion’ssake。
　　LoonPointSoftlythewaterripplesAgainstthecanoe’scurvingside，SoftlythebirchtreesrustleFlingingoverusbrancheswide。
　　SoftlythemoonglintsandglistensAsthewatertakesandleaves，LikegoldenearsofcornWhichfallfromloose—boundsheaves，Orlikethesnow—whitepetalsWhichdropfromanoverblownrose，WhenSummerripenstoAutumnAndthefreightedyearmustclose。
　　Fromtheshorecomethescentsofagarden，AndbetweenagapinthetreesAproudwhitestatueglimmersIncold，disdainfulease。
　　Thechildofasouthernpeople，Thethoughtofanalienrace，Whatdoessheinthispale，northerngarden，Howreconcileitwithhergrace？
　　ButthemooninherwaywardbeautyIseverandalwaysthesame，AslovelyaswhenuponLatmosShewatchedtillEndymioncame。
　　ThroughthewaterthemoonwritesherlegendsInlight，onthesmooth，wetsand；
　　Theyendureforamoment，andvanish，Andnoonemayunderstand。
　　AllroundusthesecretofNatureIstellingitselftooursight，WemayguessathermeaningbutneverCanknowthefullmysteryofnight。
　　Butherpowerofenchantmentisonus，Webowtothespellwhichsheweaves，MadeupofthemurmurofwavesAndthemanifoldwhisperofleaves。
　　SummerSomementherearewhofindinnatureallTheirinspiration，hersthesympathyWhichspursthemontoanygreatendeavor，Tothemthefieldsandwoodsareclosestfriends，Andtheyholddearcommunionwiththehills；
　　Thevoiceofwaterssoothesthemwithitsfall，Andthegreatwindsbringhealingintheirsound。
　　TothemacityisaprisonhouseWherepentuphumanforceslabourandstrive，Wherebeautydwellsnot，drivenforthbyman；
　　ButwhereinwintertheymustliveuntilSummergivesbackthespacesofthehills。
　　Tomeitisnotso。IlovetheearthAndallthegiftsofhersolavishhand:
　　Sunshineandflowers，riversandrushingwinds，Thickbranchesswayinginawinterstorm，Andmoonlightplayinginaboat’swidewake；
　　Butmorethanthese，andmuch，ah，howmuchmore，Ilovetheveryhumanheartofman。
　　Abovemespreadsthehot，bluemid—daysky，FardownthehillsideliesthesleepinglakeLazilyreflectingbackthesun，AndscarcelyruffledbythelittlebreezeWhichwandersidlythroughthenoddingferns。
　　Thebluecrestofthedistantmountain，topsThegreencrestofthehillonwhichIsit；
　　Anditissummer，glorious，deep—tonedsummer，Theverycrownofnature’schangingyearWhenallhersurginglifeisatitsfull。
　　Tomealoneitisatimeofpause，Avoidandsilentspacebetweentwoworlds，Wheninspirationlags，andfeelingsleeps，Gatheringstrengthforeffortsyettocome。
　　Forlifealoneiscreatoroflife，AndclosestcontactwiththehumanworldIslikealanternshininginthenightTolightmetoaknowledgeofmyself。
　　IlovethevividlifeofwintermonthsInconstantintercoursewithhumanminds，WheneverynewexperienceisgainAndonallsideswefeelthegreatworld’sheart；
　　Thepulseandthroboflifewhichmakesusmen！
　　"To—morrowtoFreshWoodsandPasturesNew"
　　Asforamomenthestands，inhardymasculinebeauty，Poisedonthefircrestedrock，overthepoolwhichbelowhimGleamsinthewaveringsunlight，waitingtheshockofhisplunging。
　　SoforamomentIstand，myfeetplantedfirminthepresent，Eagerlyscanningthefuturewhichissosoontopossessme。
　　TheWayAtfirstamerethreadofafootpathhalfblottedoutbythegrassesSweepingtriumphantacrossit，itwoundbetweenhedgesofrosesWhoseblossomswerepoisedaboveleavesaspondliliesfloatonthewater，Whilehiddenbybloominahawthornabirdfilledthemorningwithsinging。
　　Itwidenedahighway，majestic，stretchingevertodistanthorizons，Whereshadowsoftree—brancheswavered，vagueoutlinesinvadedbysunshine；
　　Nosoundbutthewindasitwhisperedthesecretsofearthtotheflowers，Andthehumoftheyellowbees，honey—ladenanddustywithpollen。
　　AndSummersaid，"Come，followonward，withnothoughtsavethelongingtowander，Thewind，andthebees，andtheflowers，allsingingthegreatsongofNature，Areminstrelsofchangeandofpromise，theyheraldthejoyoftheFuture。"
　　Laterthesolitudevanished，confusedanddistractedtheroadWheremanywereseekingandjostling。Leftbehindwerethetreesandtheflowers，Thehalf—realizedbeautyofquiet，thesacredunconsciouscommuning。
　　Andnowheiscometoariver，alineofgray，sullenwater，Notblueandsplashing，butdark，rollingsomberlyontotheocean。
　　Butonthefarsideisacitywhosewindowsflamegoldinthesunset。
　　Itliesfairandshiningbeforehim，agemsetbetwixtskyandwater，Andspanningtheriverabridge，frailpromisetolongingdesire，Flungbymaninhisinfinitecourage，acrossthesternforceofthewater；
　　Andhelooksattheriverandfears，thebridgeissoslight，yetheventuresHislifetoitsfragilekeeping，ifitfailsthewaveswillengulfhim。
　　OArches！bestrongtoupholdhim，andbearhimacrosstothecity，Thebeautifulcitywhosespiresstillglowwiththefiresofsunset！
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　　Look，Dear，howbrightthemoonlightisto—night！
　　SeewhereitcaststheshadowofthattreeFaroutuponthegrass。AndeverygustOflightnightwindcomesladenwiththescentOfopeningflowerswhichneverbloombyday:
　　Night—scentedstocks，andfour—o’clocks，andthatPaleyellowdisk，uprearedonitstallstalk，Theeveningprimrose，comradeofthestars。
　　ItseemsasthoughthegardenwhichyouloveWerelikeaswingingcenser，itsincenseFloatingbeforeusasareverentactTosanctifyandblessournightoflove。
　　Tellmeoncemoreyouloveme，that’tisyouYes，reallyyou，Itouch，so，withmyhand；
　　AndtellmeitisbyyourownfreewillThatyouarehere，andthatyouliketobeJusthere，withme，underthissailingpine。
　　IneedtohearitoftenformyheartDoubtsnaturally，andfindsithardtotrust。
　　Ah，Dearest，youaregoodtolovemeso，AndyetIwouldnothaveitgoodness，ratherExcessofselfishnessinyoutoneedMethroughandthrough，asflowersneedthesun。
　　IwondercanitreallybethatyouAndIareherealone，andthatthenightIsfullofhours，andalltheworldasleep，Andnonecancalltoyoutocomeaway；
　　ForyouhavegivenallyourselftomeMakingmegentlebyyourwillingness。
　　Hasyourlifetoobeenwaitingforthistime，Notonlyminethesharpnessofthisjoy？
　　DearHeart，Iloveyou，worshipyouasthoughIwereapriestbeforeaholyshrine。
　　I’mgladthatyouarebeautiful，althoughWereyounotlovelystillIneedsmustlove；
　　Butyouareallthings，itmusthavebeensoForotherwiseitwerenotyou。Come，close；
　　WhenyouareinthecircleofmyarmFaithgrowsamountainandItakemystandUponitsutmosttop。Yes，yes，oncemoreKissme，andletmefeelyouverynearWantingmewholly，evenasIwantyou。
　　Haveyearsbehindbeendark？WillthosetocomeBringunguessedsorrowsintoourtwolives？
　　Whatdoesitmatter，wehavehadto—night！
　　To—nightwillmakeusstrong，forwebelieveEachintheother，thisisasacrament。
　　Beloved，isittrue？
　　RoadsIknowacountrylacedwithroads，Theyjointhehillsandtheyspanthebrooks，Theyweavelikeashuttlebetweenbroadfields，Andslidediscreetlythroughhiddennooks。
　　TheyarecanopiedlikeaPersiandomeAndcarpetedwithorientdyes。
　　Theyaremyriad—voiced，andmusical，Andscentedwithhappiestmemories。
　　OWindingroadsthatIknowsowell，Everytwistandturn，everyhollowandhill！
　　TheyaresetinmyhearttoapulsingtuneGayasahoney—beehumminginJune。
　　’Tistherhythmicbeatofahorse’sfeetAndthepatteringpawsofasheep—dogbitch；
　　’Tisthecreakingtrees，andthesingingbreeze，Andtherustleofleavesintheroad—sideditch。
　　AcowinameadowshakesherbellAndthenotescutsharpthroughtheautumnair，EachchatteringbrookbearsafleetofleavesTheircargotherainbow，andjustnowwhereThesunsplashedbrightontheroadaheadAstartledrabbitquiveredandfled。
　　OUphillroadsandroadsthatdipdown！
　　Youcurlyoursun—spatteredlengthalong，AndyourmarchisbeatenintoasongBythesoftlyringinghoofsofahorseAndthepantingbreathofthedogsIlove。
　　ThepageantofAutumnfollowsitscourseAndtheblueskyofAutumnlaughsabove。
　　Andthesongandthecountrybecomeasone，Iseeitasmusic，Ihearitaslight；
　　Prismaticandshimmering，tremblingtotone，Thelandofdesire，mysoul’sdelight。
　　AndalwaysitbeatsinmylisteningearsWiththegentlethudofahorse’sstride，Withtheswift—fallingstepsofmanydogs，Following，followingatmyside。
　　ORoadsthatjourneytofairyland！
　　Radianthighwayswhosevistasgleam，Leadingmeon，undercrimsonleaves，TotheopalinegatesoftheCastlesofDream。
　　TeatroBambino。Dublin，N。H。
　　Howstillitis！SunshineitselfherefallsInquietshaftsoflightthroughthehightreesWhich，arching，makearoofabovethewallsChangingfromsuntoshadowaseachbreezeLingersamoment，charmedbythestrangesightOfanItaliantheatre，storied，seerOfvagueromance，andtime’slonghistory；
　　Wheretiersofgrass—grownseatssprinkledwithwhite，Sweet—scentedclover，formabrokensphereGroupedroundthestageinhushedexpectancy。
　　Whatsoundisthatwhichechoesthroughthewood？
　　Isitthereedynoteofanoatenpipe？
　　PerchanceaminutemorewillseethebroodOftheshaggyforestgod，andonhislipWillresttherushesheiswonttoplay。
　　HistraininwovenbasketsbearripefruitAndweaveadancewithropesofgrayacorns，SolighttheirtouchthegrassesscarcelyswayAstheythemeasuretreadtotheliltingflute。
　　Alas！’tisonlyFancythusadorns。
　　Aclouddriftsidlyovertheshiningsun。
　　Howdampitseems，howsilent，still，andstrange！
　　Surely’twasheresometragedywasdone，Andherethechorussangeachcomingchange？
　　Surethisisdeepinsomesweet，southernwood，Thesearenotpines，butcypresstallanddark；
　　Thatisnothrushwhichsingssorapturously，ButthenightingaleinhismostpassionatemoodBurstinghislittleheartwithanguish。Hark！
　　Thetreadofsandalledfeetcomesnoiselessly。
　　Thesilencealmostisasound，anddreamsTakeonthesemblancesoffinitethings；
　　SopotentisthespellthatwhatbutseemsElsewhere，isliftedhereonFancy’swings。
　　Thelittlewoodlandtheatreseemstowait，Alltremulouswithhopeandwistfuljoy，Forsomethingthatissuretocomeatlast，Somedeepemotion，satisfying，great。
　　Itgrowsalivingpresence，boldandshy，Cradlingthefutureinagloriouspast。
　　TheRoadtoAvignonAMinstrelstandsonamarblestair，Blownbythebrightwind，debonair；
　　Belowliesthesea，asapphirefloor，AboveontheterraceaturretdoorFramesalady，listlessandwan，Butfairfortheeyetorestupon。
　　Theminstrelplucksathissilverstrings，Andlookinguptothelady，sings:——
　　DowntheroadtoAvignon，Thelong，longroadtoAvignon，AcrossthebridgetoAvignon，Onemorninginthespring。
　　TheoctagontowercastsashadeCoolandgraylikeacutlassblade；
　　Insun—bakedvinesthecicalasspin，Thelittlegreenlizardsrunoutandin。
　　Asaildipsovertheocean’srim，Andbubblesrisetothefountain’sbrim。
　　Theminstreltoucheshissilverstrings，Andgazinguptothelady，sings:——
　　DowntheroadtoAvignon，Thelong，longroadtoAvignon，AcrossthebridgetoAvignon，Onemorninginthespring。
　　Slowlyshewalkstothebalustrade，IdlynoteshowtheblossomsfadeInthesun’scaress；thencrosseswhereTheshadowsheltersacarvenchair。
　　Withinitscurve，supineshelies，Andwearilycloseshertiredeyes。
　　Theminstrelbeseecheshissilverstrings，Andholdingtheladyspellbound，sings:——
　　DowntheroadtoAvignon，Thelong，longroadtoAvignon，AcrossthebridgetoAvignon，Onemorninginthespring。
　　Cloudssailoverthedistanttrees，Petalsareshakendownbythebreeze，Theyfallontheterracetileslikesnow；
　　Thesighingofwavessounds，farbelow。
　　Ahumming—birdkissesthelipsofaroseThenladenwithhoneyandlovehegoes。
　　Theminstrelwooswithhissilverstrings，Andclimbinguptothelady，sings:——
　　DowntheroadtoAvignon，Thelong，longroadtoAvignon，AcrossthebridgetoAvignon，Onemorninginthespring。
　　Stepbystep，andhecomestoher，Fearfullestshesuddenlystir。
　　Sunshineandsilence，andeachtoeach，Theluteandhissingingtheironlyspeech；
　　Heleansaboveher，hereyesunclose，Thehumming—birdentersanotherrose。
　　Theminstrelhusheshissilverstrings。
　　Hark！Thebeatingofhumming—birds’wings！
　　DowntheroadtoAvignon，Thelong，longroadtoAvignon，AcrossthebridgetoAvignon，Onemorninginthespring。
　　NewYorkatNightAnearhorizonwhosesharpjagsCutbrutallyintoaskyOfleadenheaviness，andcragsOfhouseslifttheirmasonryUglyandfoul，andchimneyslieAndsnort，outlinedagainstthegrayOflowhungcloud。IhearthesighThegoadedcitygives，notdayNornightcaneaseherheart，heranguishedlaboursstay。
　　Below，straightstreets，monotonous，Fromnorthandsouth，fromeastandwest，Stretchglittering；andluminousAbove，onetowertopstherestAndholdsaloftman’sconstantquest:
　　Time！JoylessemblemofthegreedOfmillions，robberofthebestWhichearthcangive，thevulgarcreedHasseareduponthenightitsflamingruthlessscreed。
　　ONight！WhosesoothingpresencebringsThequietshiningofthestars。
　　ONight！WhosecloakofdarknessclingsSointimatelyclosethatscarsArehidfromourowneyes。BeggarsByday，ourwealthishavingnightToburnoursoulsbeforealtarsDimandtree—shadowed，wherethelightIsshedfromayoungmoon，mysteriouslybright。
　　Whereartthouhiding，wherethypeace？
　　Thisisthehour，butthouartnot。
　　Willwakingtumultnevercease？
　　Hastthouthyvotaryforgot？
　　Natureforsakesthisman—begotAndfesteringwilderness，andnowThelongstillhoursarehere，nojotOfdearcommuningdoIknow；
　　Insteadtheglaring，man—filledcitygroansbelow！
　　AFairyTaleOnwinternightsbesidethenurseryfireWereadthefairytale，whileglowingcoalsBuildeditspictures。TherebeforeoureyesWesawthevaultedhalloftraceriedstoneUprearitself，thedistantceilinghungWithpendentstalactiteslikefrozenvines；
　　Andallalongthewallsatintervals，Curledupwardsintopillars，rosesclimbed，Andrampedandwereconfined，andclusteredleavesDividedwheretherepeeredalaughingface。
　　Thefoliageseemedtorustleinthewind，Asilentmurmur，carvedinstill，graystone。
　　HighpointedwindowspiercedthesouthernwallWhenceproudescutcheonsflungprismaticfiresTostainthetessellatedmarblefloorWithpoolsofred，andquiveringgreen，andblue；
　　Andintheshadebeyondthefurtherdoor，ItssobersquaresofblackandwhitewerehidBeneatharestless，shuffling，wide—eyedmobOflackeysandretainerscometoviewTheChristening。
　　Asuddenblareoftrumpets，andthethrongAbouttheentrancepartedastheguestsFiledsinglyinwithrareandpreciousgifts。
　　Oureagerfanciesnotedalltheybrought，Theglorious，unattainabledelights！
　　ButalwaystherewasoneunbiddenguestWhocursedthechildandleftitbitterness。
　　Thefirefallsasunder，allischanged，Iamnomoreachild，andwhatIseeIsnotafairytale，butlife，mylife。
　　Thegiftsarethere，themanypleasantthings:
　　Health，wealth，long—settledfriendships，withanameWhichhonorsallwhobearit，andthepowerOfmakingwordsobedient。Thisismuch；
　　Butovershadowingallisstillthecurse，ThatnevershallIbefulfilledbylove！
　　AlongtheparchinghighroadoftheworldNoothersoulshallbearminecompany。
　　AlwaysshallIbeteasedwithsemblances，Withcruelimpostures，whichItrustawhileThendashtopieces，asacarelessboyFlingsakaleidoscope，whichshatteringStrewsallthegroundaboutwithcolouredsherds。
　　SoIbeholdmyvisionsonthegroundNolongerradiant，anignobleheapOfbroken，dustyglass。Andso，unlit，Evenbyhopeorfaith，mydraggingstepsForcemeforeverthroughthepassingdays。
　　CrownedYoucametomebearingbrightroses，Redlikethewineofyourheart；
　　YoutwistedthemintoagarlandTosetmeasidefromthemart。