No word they said, no more dared I;
And so we passed each other by—
The only living things that met
In all those miles of mist and wet.
THE WATCH
I wakened on my hot, hard bed;
Upon the pillow lay my head;
Beneath the pillow I could hear
My little watch was ticking clear.
I thought the throbbing of it went
Like my continual discontent;
I thought it said in every tick:
I am so sick, so sick, so sick;
O death, come quick, come quick, come quick,
Come quick, come quick, come quick, come quick.
PEOPLE
Like to islands in the seas,
Stand our personalities—
Islands where we always face
One another's watering place.
When we promenade our sands
We can hear each other's bands,
We can see on festal nights
Red and green and purple lights,
Gilt pavilions in a row,
Stucco houses built for show.
But our eyes can never reach
Further than the foolish beach,
Never can they hope to win
To the fastnesses within:
Rocks unsealed that watch the sky
And the tormented clouds go by;—
Darkest forests full of gleams
Ever-passing;—pouring streams;—
Chasms where a Monster lowers;—
Sweet and unimagined flowers.
DAWN
So begins the day,
Solid, chill, and gray,
But my heart will wake
Happy for your sake;
No more tossed and wild,
Singing like a child,
Quiet as a flower
In this first gray hour.
So my heart will wake
Happy, for your sake.