If I may have it, when it's dead, I'll be contented - so - If just as soon as Breath is out It shall belong to me - Until they lock it in the Grave, 'Tis Bliss I cannot weigh - For tho' they lock Thee in the Grave, Myself - can own the key - Think of it Lover! I and Thee Permitted - face to face to be - After a Life - a Death - We'll say - For Death was That - And this - is Thee - I'll tell Thee All - how Bald it grew - How Midnight felt, at first - to me - How all the Clocks stopped in the World - And Sunshine pinched me - 'Twas so cold - Then how the Grief got sleepy - some - As if my Soul were deaf and dumb - Just making signs - across - to Thee - That this way - thou could'st notice me - I'll tell you how I tried to keep A smile, to show you, when this Deep All Waded - We look back for Play, At those Old Times - in Calvary, Forgive me, if the Grave come slow - For Coveting to look at Thee - Forgive me, if to stroke thy frost Outvisions Paradise! |