> 1207 "", -- ; "", , -- . -- . ! . 1212 A word is dead When it is said, Some say. I say it just Begins to live That day. 1872 1212 , , . , . . 1216 A Deed knocks first at Thought And then -- it knocks at Will. That is the manufacturing spot And Will at Home and Well. It then goes out an Act, Or is entombed so still That only to the ear of God Its Doom is audible -- 1891 1216 , , . , . . 1287 In this short Life That only lasts an hour How much -- how little -- is Within our power 1873 1287 , , , -- -- , . . 1396 She laid her docile Crescent down And this confiding Stone Still states to Dates that have forgot The News that she is gone -- So constant to its stolid trust, The Shaft that never knew -- It shames the Constancy that fled Before its emblem flew -- 1877 1396 , , , . , , . . 1398 I have no Life but this -- To lead it here -- Nor any Death -- but lest Dispelled from there -- Nor tie to Earth to come -- Nor Action new -- Except through this extent -- The Realm of you -- 1877 1398 -- , -- , -- . . 1478 Look back on Time, with kindly eyes -- He doubtless did his best -- How softly sinks that trembling sun In Human Nature's West -- 1879 1478 , , ; ! . 1544 Who has not found the Heaven -- below Will fail of it above -- For Angels rent the House next ours, Wherever we remove -- 1883 1544 , , . . 1587 He ate and drank the precious Words -- His Spirit grew robust -- He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was Dust -- He danced along the dingy Days And this Bequest of Wings Was but a Book -- What Liberty A loosened spirit brings -- 1883 1587 , . , , . , . ! . 1593 There came a Wind like a Bugle -- It quivered through the Grass And a Green Chill upon the Heat So ominous did pass We barred the Windows and the Doors As from an Emerald Ghost -- The Doom's electric Moccasin That very instant passed -- On a strange Mob of panting Trees And Fences fled away And Rivers where the Houses ran Those looked that lived -- that Day -- The Bell within the steeple wild The flying tidings told -- How much can come And much can go, And yet abide the World! 1883 1593 -- -- -- . , , -- . , , -- -- . , . -- . . 1599 Though the great Waters sleep, That they are still the Deep, We cannot doubt -- No vacillating God Ignited this Abode To put it out -- 1884 1599 . , , -- , , . . 1672 Lightly stepped a yellow star To its lofty place -- Loosed the Moon her silver hat From her lustral Face -- All of Evening softly lit As an Astral Hall -- Father, I observed to Heaven, You are punctual. ? 1672 , , -- , , . . 1732 My life closed twice before its close -- It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless to conceive As these that twice befell. Parting is all we know of heaven, And all we need of hell. ? 1732 , , , : - , , . -- , , , . . 1736 Proud of my broken heart, since thou didst break it, Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee, Proud of my night, since thou with moons dost slake it, Not to partake thy passion, my humility. Thou can'st not boast, like Jesus, drunken without companion Was the strong cup of anguish brewed for the Nazarene Thou can'st not pierce tradition with the peerless puncture, See! I usurped thy crucifix to honor mine! ? 1736 , , , , , , , , , , , , . ! ! .