Equalizing small and large, While the soul it doth surcharge, The traveller and the road seem one That were a man's and lover's part, That were Freedom's whitest chart. SUUM CUIQUE. THE rain has spoiled the farmer's day; Shall sorrow put my books away? Thereby are two days lost : Nature shall mind her own affairs; I will attend my proper cares, In rain, or sun, or frost. COMPENSATION. WHY should I keep holiday When other men have none? Why but because, when these are gay, I sit and mourn alone? And why, when mirth unseals all tongues, Should mine alone be dumb? Ah! late I spoke to silent throngs, And now their hour is come. FORBEARANCE. HAST thou named all the birds without a gun? Loved the wood-rose, and left it on its stalk? At rich men's tables eaten bread and pulse? Unarmed, faced danger with a heart of trust? And loved so well a high behavior, In man or maid, that thou from speech refrained, Nobility more nobly to repay? O, be my friend, and teach me to be thine ! THE PARK. THE prosperous and beautiful To me seem not to wear I cannot shake off the god; On my neck he makes his seat; I look at my face in the glass, - Enchanters! enchantresses! Your gold makes you seem wise; The morning mist within your grounds More proudly rolls, more softly lies. |