Who never lost, are unprepared A Coronet to find! Who never thirsted Flagons, and Cooling Tamarind! Who never climbed the weary league - Can such a foot explore The purple territories On Pizarro's shore?
How many Legions overcome - The Emperor will say? How many Colors taken On Revolution Day?
How many Bullets bearest? Hast Thou the Royal scar? Angels! Write "Promoted" On this Soldier's brow!
Low at my problem bending, Another problem comes - Larger than mine - serener - Involving statelier sums. I check my busy pencil - My figures file away - Wherefore, my baffled fingers Thy perplexity?
Ambition cannot find him - Affection doesn't know How many leagues of nowhere Lie between them now! Yesterday, undistinguished! Eminent Today For our mutual honor, Immortality!
Success is counted sweetest By those who never succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple Host Who took the Flag today Can tell the definition So clear of Victory
As he defeated - dying - On whose forbidden ear The distant strains of triumph Burst agonized and clear!
So from the mould Scarlet and Gold Many a Bulb will rise - Hidden away, cunningly, From sagacious eyes. So from Cocoon Many a Worm Leap so Highland gay, Peasants like me - Peasants like Thee Gaze perplexedly.
Can't tell you - but you feel it - Nor can you tell me - Saints, with ravished slate and pencil Solve our April Day! Sweeter than a vanished frolic From a vanished green! Swifter than the hoofs of Horsemen Round a Ledge of dream!
Modest, let us walk among it With our faces wailed - As they say polite Archangels Do in meeting God!
Not for me - to prate about it! Not for you - to say To some fashionable Lady "Charming April Day"!
Rather - Heaven's "Peter Parley"! By which Children slow To sublimer Recitation Are prepared to go!
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 whirr 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 today 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 Regiments of Wood and Hill In bright detachment stand! Behold! Whose Multitudes are these? The children of whose turbaned seas - Or what Circassian Land? Qualche Arcobaleno - in arrivo dal Candore! Qualche Visione del Mondo di Cashmere - Fiduciosamente vedo! Oppure una purpurea Coda di Pavone Piuma per piuma - sulla pianura Si scompone via via! Le sognanti Farfalle si scuotono! Stagni in letargo riprendono il fruscio Dell'interrotta melodia dell'anno prima! Da qualche vecchia Fortezza sul Sole Blasonate Api - marciano - una ad una - In mormorante plotone! I Pettirossi sono così fitti oggi Come i fiocchi di neve erano ieri - Sul recinto - sul Tetto - sul Ramoscello! L'Orchidea rimette la sua ciocca Per il suo antico amante - Messer il Sole! Tornato in visita al Pantano! Senza Comandante! Innumerevoli! Quieti! I Reggimenti del Bosco e della Collina In luminoso distacco si ergono! Guarda! Di chi sono queste Moltitudini? Figlie di quali mari inturbantati - O di quale Landa Circassa?
"Sown in dishonor"! Ah! Indeed! May this "dishonor" be? If I were half so fine myself I'd notice nobody! "Sown in corruption"! Not so fast! Apostle is askew! Corinthians 1. 15. narrates A Circumstance or two!
Papa above! Regard a Mouse O'er powered by the Cat! Reserve within thy kingdom A "Mansion" for the Rat! Snug in seraphic Cupboards To nibble all the day, While unsuspecting Cycles Wheel solemnly away.