Redwerethemyriadcherub-mouthsthatpressed，Amongtheclusters，richwithsong，fullfain，Butdumb，becausethatovermasteringspellOfraptureheldthemdumb：then，hereandthere，Agoldenharploststrings；acrimsonshellBurntgrey；andsheavesoflustrefelltoair。
　　TheillimitableeagernessofhueBronzed，andthebeamywingedbloomthatflew’Midthosebunchedfruitsandthrongingfiguresfailed。
　　Agreen-edgedlakeofsaffrontouchedtheblue，Withislesoffirelesspurplelyingthrough：
　　AndFancyonthatlaketoseeklosttreasuressailed。
　　Notlongthesilencefollowed：
　　Thevoicethatissuesfromthybreast，OgloriousSouth-west，Alongthegloom-horizonholloa’d；
　　WarningthevalleyswithamellowroarThroughflappingwings；thensharpthewoodlandboreAshudderandanoiseofhands：
　　AthousandhornsfromsomefarvaleInambushsoundingonthegale。
　　ForthfromtheclovenskycamebandsOfrevel-gatheringspirits；troopingdown，Somerodethetree-tops；someontorncloud-stripsBurstscreamingthro’thelightedtown：
　　Andscuddingseaward，somefellonbigships：
　　Ormountingthesea-horsesblewBrightfoam-flakesontheblackreewOfheanghullsandburyingbeaks。
　　Stillonthefarthestline，withoutpuffedcheeks，’Twtdarkandutterdark，thegreatwinddrewFromheaventhatdisenchantedharmonyTojoinearth’slaughterinthemidnightblind：
　　BoomingadistantchorustotheshrieksPreludinghim：thenhe，Hismantlestreamingthunderinglybehind，AcrosstheyellowrealmofstiffenedDay，Shotthro’thewoodlandalleyssignalsthree；
　　AndwiththepressureofaseaPlungedbroaduponthevalethatunderlay。
　　Nightontherollingfoliagefell：
　　ButI，wholoveoldhymningnight，AndknowtheDryadvoiceswell，Discernedthemastheirleavestookflight，Likesoulstowanderafterdeath：
　　Greatarmiesinimperialdyes，Andmadtotreadtheairandrise，ThesavagefreedomoftheskiesTotastebeforetheyrot。Andhere，Likefrailwhite-bodiedgirlsinfear，Thebirchesswungfromshriekstosighs；
　　Theaspens，laughersatabreath，Inshoweringspray-fallsmedtheircries，Orrakedasavageocean-strandWithoneincessantdrowningscreech。
　　Herestoodasolitarybeech，Thatgaveitsgoldwithopenhand，Andallitsbranches，toningchill，Didseemtoshuttheirteethrightfast，Toshriekmoremercilesslyshrill，Andmatchthefiercenessoftheblast。
　　ButheardIalowswellthatnoisedOffar-offocean，Iwas’wareOfpinesupontheirwiderootspoised，WhomnevermadnessintheairCandrawtomorethanloftierstressOfmournfulness，notmournfulnessFormelancholy，butJoy’sexcess，Thatsingingonthelapofsorrowfaints：
　　AndPeace，asintheheartsofsaintsWhochantuntotheLordtheirGod；
　　DeepPeacebelowuponthemuffledsod，Thestillnessofthesea’sunswayingfloor，CouldIbesoletherenottoseeThelifewithinthelifeawake；
　　Thespiritburstingfromthetree，Andrisingfromthetroubledlake？
　　Pour，letthewinesofHeavenpour!
　　TheGoldenHarpisstruckoncemore，Andallitsmusicisforme!
　　Pour，letthewinesofHeavenpour!
　　And，ho，foranightofPaganglee!
　　Thereisacurtaino’erus。
　　Foronce，goodsouls，we’llnotpretendTobeaughtbetterthanherwhoboreus，Andisouronlysiblefriend。
　　Harktoherlaughter!wholaughslikethis，Canshebedead，orrootedinpain？
　　Shehasbeenslainbythenarrowbrain，Butforuswholovehershelesagain。
　　Canshedie？O，takeherkiss!
　　Thecrimson-footednymphispantinguptheglade，Withthewine-jaratherarm-pit，andthedrunkeny-braidRoundherforehead，breasts，andthighs：startsaSatyr，andtheyspeed：
　　Hearthecrushingoftheleaves：hearthecrackingofthebough!
　　Andthewhistlingofthebramble，thepipingoftheweed!
　　Butthebull-voicedoakisbattlingnow：
　　Thestormhasseizedhimhalf-asleep，AndroundhimthewildwoodlandthrongsTohearthefuryofhissongs，Theuproarofanoutrageddeep。
　　HewakestofindawrestlinggiantTrunktotrunkandlimbtolimb，AndonhisrootedforcereliantHelaughsandgraspsthebroadenedgiant，AndtwistandrolltheAnakim；
　　Andmultitudes，acclaimingtothecloud，Crywhichisbreaking，whichisbowed。
　　Away，forthecymbalsclashaloftInthecirclesofpine，onthemoss-floorsoft。
　　Thenymphsofthewoodlandaregatheringthere。
　　Theyhuddletheleaves，andtrample，andtoss；
　　Theyswinginthebranches，theyrollinthemoss，Theyblowtheseedontheair。
　　BacktobacktheystandandblowThewingedseedonthecradlingair，Afountainofleavesoverbosomandback。
　　ThepipeoftheFauncomesontheirtrackAndthewelteringalleysoverflowWithmusicalshrieksandwind-weddedhair。
　　Theriotouscompaniesmelttoapair。
　　Blessthem，motherofkindness!
　　AstarhasnoddedthroughThedepthsoftheflyingblue。
　　TimeonlytoplantthelightOfamemoryintheblindness。
　　ButtimetoshowmethesightOfmylifethro’thecurtainofnight；
　　Shiningamoment，andmedWiththeonward-hurryingstream，Whosepressureisdarknesstome；
　　Behindthecurtain，fed，BeamswithendlessbeamThatstaronthechangingsea。
　　GreatMotherNature!teachme，likethee，Tokisstheseasonandshunregrets。
　　AndamImorethanthemotherwhobore，Mockmenotwiththyharmony!
　　Teachmetoblotregrets，GreatMother!meinspireWithfaiththatforwardsetsButfeedsthelingfire，FaiththatneverfretsForvaguenessintheform。
　　Inlife，Okeepmewarm!
　　For，whatishumangrief？
　　Andwhatdomendesire？
　　Teachmetofeelmyselfthetree，Andnotthewitheredleaf。
　　FedamIandawaitthedarkto-beAndO，greenbounteousEarth!
　　BacchanteMother!sterntothoseWholenotinthyheartofmirth；
　　DeathshallIshrinkfrom，longthee？
　　Intothebreastthatgestherose，ShallIwithshudderingfall？
　　Earth，themotherofall，Movesonherstedfastway，Gathering，flinging，sowing。
　　Mortals，weleinherday，Sheinherchildrenisgrowing。
　　Shecanleadus，onlyshe，UntoGod’sfootstool，whithershereaches：
　　Loved，enjoyed，hergiftsmustbe，Reverencedthetruthssheteaches，EreamanmayhopethatheEvercanattainthegleeOfthingswithoutadestiny!
　　Sheknowsnotloss：
　　Shefeelsbutherneed，WhothewingedseedWiththeleafdothtoss。
　　Andmaynotmentothisattain？
　　Thatthejoyofmotion，theraptureofbeing，Shallthrowstronglightwhenourseasonisfleeing，Norquickenagedbloodinvain，Atthegatesofthevault，onthevergeoftheplain？
　　Lifethoroughlyledisafactinthebrain，Whileeyesareleftforseeing。
　　Behold，inyonstrippedAutumn，sheringgrey，Earthknowsnodesolation。
　　ShesmellsregenerationInthemoistbreathofdecay。
　　Propheticofthecomingjoyandstrife，Likethewildwesternwar-chiefsinkingCalmtotheendheeyesunblinking，Hervoiceisjubilantinebbinglife。
　　Heforhishappyhunting-fieldsForgetsthedroningchant，andyieldsHisnumberedbreathstoexultationIntheproudanticipation：
　　Shoutingthegloriesofhisnation，Shoutingthegrandeurofhisrace，Shoutinghisowngreatdeedsofdaring：
　　Andwhenatlastdeathgraspshisface，AndstiffenedonthegroundinpeaceHelieswithallhispaintedterrorsglaring；
　　Hushedarethetribetohearathreadingcry：
　　Notfromthedeadman；
　　Notfromthestanders-by：
　　ThespiritoftheredmanIswelcomedbyhisfathersuponhigh。
　　Thereshegoesupthestreetwithherbookinherhand，AndherGoodmorning，Martin!Ay，lass，howd’yedo？
　　Verywell，thankyou，Martin!——Ican’tunderstand!
　　Imightjustaswellneverhavecobbledashoe!
　　Ican’tunderstandit。Shetalkslikeasong；
　　Hervoicetakesyourearliketheringofaglass；
　　Sheseemstogegladnesswhilelimpingalong，Yetsinnerne’ersuffer’dlikethatlittlelass。
　　First，afoolofaboyranherdownwithacart。
　　Then，herfoolofafather——ablacksmithbytrade-
　　Whythedeucedoeshetellusithalfbrokehisheart？
　　Hisheart!——where’sthelegofthepoorlittlemaid!
　　Well，that’snotenough；theymustpushherdownstairs，Tomakehergocrooked：butwhycountthelist？
　　Ifit’srighttosupposethatourhumanaffairsAreallorder’dbyheaven——there，banggoesmyfist!
　　Forifangelscanlookonsuchsights——nevermind!
　　Whenyou’renexttoblaspheming，it’sbesttobemum。
　　Theparsondeclaresthatherwoesweren’tdesigned；
　　But，then，withtheparsonit’sallkingdom-come。
　　Losealeg，saveasoul——aconvenienttext；
　　IcallitTeadoctrine，notsavouringofGod。
　　WhenpoorlittleMollywants’chastening，’why，nextTheArchangelMichaelmighttasteoftherod。
　　But，toseethepoordarlinggolimpingformilesToreadbookstosickpeople!——andjustofanageWhengirlslearnthemeaningofribandsandsmiles!
　　Makesmefeellikeasquirrelthatturnsinacage。
　　ThemoreIpushthinkingthemoreIrevolve：
　　Inevergetfarther：-andastoherface，ItstartsupwhennearonmypuzzleIsolve，Andsays，’Thiscrush’dbodyseemssuchasadcase。’
　　Notthatshe’sforcomplaining：shereadstoearnpence；
　　Andfromthosewhocan’tpay，simplethanksareenough。
　　Doessheleavelamentationforchapswithoutsense？
　　Howsoever，she’smadeupofwonderfulstuff。
　　Ay，thesoulinherbodymustbeastoutcord；
　　Shesingslittlehymnsatthecloseoftheday，ThoughshehasbutthreefingerstolifttotheLord，Andonlyonelegtokneeldownwithtopray。
　　WhatIaskis，Whypersecutesuchapoordear，Ifthere’sLawaboveall？Answerthatifyoucan!
　　IrreligiousI’mnot；butIlookonthissphereAsaplacewhereamanshouldjustthinklikeaman。
　　Itisn’tfairdealing!But，contrariwise，Dobulletsinbattlethewickedselect？
　　Why，thenit’sallchance-work!Andyet，inhereyes，SheholdsafedsomethingbywhichIamchecked。
　　Yonderribandofsunshineaslopeonthewall，Ifyoueyeitaminute’llhavethesamelook：
　　Sokind!andsomerciful!Godofusall!
　　It’stheverysamelessonwegetfromtheBook。
　　Then，isLifebutatrial？Isthatwhatismeant？
　　Somemusttoil，andsomeperish，forothersbelow：
　　Theinjusticetoeachspreadsacommoncontent；
　　Ay!I’velostitagain，foritcan’tbequiteso。
　　She’sthectimoffools：thatseemsnearerthemark。
　　Onearththereareenginesandnumerousfools。
　　WhytheLordcanpermitthem，we’restillinthedark；
　　Hedoes，andinsomesortofwaythey’reHistools。
　　It’saroundaboutway，withrespectletmeadd，IfMollygoescrippledthatwemaybetaught：
　　But，perhaps，it’stheonlyway，thoughit’ssobad；
　　Inthatcasewe’llbowdownourheads，——asweought。
　　ButtheworstofMEis，thatwhenIbowmyhead，Iperceeathoughtwrigglingawayinthedust，AndIfollowitstracks，quiteforgetful，insteadOfhumbleacceptance：for，questionImust!
　　Here’sacreaturemadecarefully——carefullymade!
　　Puttogetherwithcraft，andthenstampedon，andwhy？
　　Theanswerseemsnowhere：it’sdiscordthat’splayed。