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XLVII. Summer's Obsequies.
The gentian weaves her fringes,
The maple's loom is red.
My departing blossoms
Obviate parade.
A brief, but patient illness,
An hour to prepare;
And one, below this morning,
Is where the angels are.
It was a short procession, --
The bobolink was there,
An aged bee addressed us,
And then we knelt in prayer.
We trust that she was willing, --
We ask that we may be.
Summer, sister, seraph,
Let us go with thee!
In the name of the bee
And of the butterfly
And of the breeze, amen!
I. Life
- I. I'm nobody! Who are you?
- II. I bring an unaccustomed wine
- III. The nearest dream recedes, unrealized.
- IV. We play at paste
- V. I found the phrase to every thought
- VI. Hope.
- VII. The White Heat.
- VIII. Triumphant.
- IX. The Test.
- X. Escape.
- XI. Compensation.
- XII. The Martyrs.
- XIII. A Prayer.
- XIV. The thought beneath so slight a film
- XV. The soul unto itself
- XVI. Surgeons must be very careful
- XVII. The Railway Train.
- XVIII. The Show.
- XIX. Delight becomes pictorial
- XX. A thought went up my mind to-day
- XXI. Is Heaven a physician?
- XXII. The Return.
- XXIII. A poor torn heart, a tattered heart
- XXIV. Too Much.
- XXV. Shipwreck.
- XXVI. Victory comes late
- XXVII. Enough.
- XXVIII. Experiment to me
- XXIX. My Country's Wardrobe.
- XXX. Faith is a fine invention
- XXXI. Except the heaven had come so near
- XXXII. Portraits are to daily faces
- XXXIII. The Duel.
- XXXIV. A shady friend for torrid days
- XXXV. The Goal.
- XXXVI. Sight.
- XXXVII. Talk with prudence to a beggar
- XXXVIII. The Preacher.
- XXXIX. Good night! which put the candle out?
- XL. When I hoped I feared
- XLI. Deed.
- XLII. Time's Lesson.
- XLIII. Remorse.
- XLIV. The Shelter.
- XLV. Undue significance a starving man attaches
- XLVI. Heart not so heavy as mine
- XLVII. I many times thought peace had come
- XLVIII. Unto my books so good to turn
- XLIX. This merit hath the worst
- L. Hunger.
- LI. I gained it so
- LII. To learn the transport by the pain
- LIII. Returning.
- LIV. Prayer.
- LV. I know that he exists
- LVI. Melodies Unheard.
- LVII. Called Back.
II. Love
- I. Choice.
- II. I have no life but this
- III. Your riches taught me poverty
- IV. The Contract.
- V. The Letter.
- VI. The way I read a letter's this
- VII. Wild nights! Wild nights!
- VIII. At Home.
- IX. Possession.
- X. A charm invests a face
- XI. The Lovers.
- XII. In lands I never saw, they say
- XIII. The moon is distant from the sea
- XIV. He put the belt around my life
- XV. The Lost Jewel.
- XVI. What if I say I shall not wait?
III. Nature
- I. Mother Nature.
- II. Out of the Morning.
- III. At half-past three a single bird
- IV. Day's Parlor.
- V. The Sun's Wooing.
- VI. The Robin.
- VII. The Butterfly's Day.
- VIII. The Bluebird.
- IX. April.
- X. The Sleeping Flowers.
- XI. My Rose.
- XII. The Oriole's Secret.
- XIII. The Oriole.
- XIV. In Shadow.
- XV. The Humming-Bird.
- XVI. Secrets.
- XVII. Who robbed the woods
- XVIII. Two Voyagers.
- XIX. By the Sea.
- XX. Old-Fashioned.
- XXI. A Tempest.
- XXII. The Sea.
- XXIII. In the Garden.
- XXIV. The Snake.
- XXV. The Mushroom.
- XXVI. The Storm.
- XXVII. The Spider.
- XXVIII. I know a place where summer strives
- XXIX. The one that could repeat the summer day
- XXX. The Wlnd's Visit.
- XXXI. Nature rarer uses yellow
- XXXII. Gossip.
- XXXIII. Simplicity.
- XXXIV. Storm.
- XXXV. The Rat.
- XXXVI. Frequently the woods are pink
- XXXVII. A Thunder-Storm.
- XXXVIII. With Flowers.
- XXXIX. Sunset.
- XL. She sweeps with many-colored brooms
- XLI. Like mighty footlights burned the red
- XLII. Problems.
- XLIII. The Juggler of Day.
- XLIV. My Cricket.
- XLV. As imperceptibly as grief
- XLVI. It can't be summer, -- that got through
- XLVII. Summer's Obsequies.
- XLVIII. Fringed Gentian.
- XLIX. November.
- L. The Snow.
- LI. The Blue Jay.
IV. Time and Eternity
- I. Let down the bars, O Death!
- II. Going to heaven!
- III. At least to pray is left, is left
- IV. Epitaph.
- V. Morns like these we parted
- VI. A death-blow is a life-blow to some
- VII. I read my sentence steadily
- VIII. I have not told my garden yet
- IX. The Battle-Field.
- X. The only ghost I ever saw
- XI. Some, too fragile for winter winds
- XII. As by the dead we love to sit
- XIII. Memorials.
- XIV. I went to heaven
- XV. Their height in heaven comforts not
- XVI. There is a shame of nobleness
- XVII. Triumph.
- XVIII. Pompless no life can pass away
- XIX. I noticed people disappeared
- XX. Following.
- XXI. If anybody's friend be dead
- XXII. The Journey.
- XXIII. A Country Burial.
- XXIV. Going.
- XXV. Essential oils are wrung
- XXVI. I lived on dread; to those who know
- XXVII. If I should die
- XXVIII. At Length.
- XXIX. Ghosts.
- XXX. Vanished.
- XXXI. Precedence.
- XXXII. Gone.
- XXXIII. Requiem.
- XXXIV. What inn is this
- XXXV. It was not death, for I stood up
- XXXVI. Till the End.
- XXXVII. Void.
- XXXVIII. A throe upon the features
- XXXIX. Saved!
- XL. I think just how my shape will rise
- XLI. The Forgotten Grave.
- XLII. Lay this laurel on the one
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