Many a phrase has the
English language –
I have heard but one –
Low as the laughter of the
Cricket,
Loud, as the Thunder′s Tongue –

 

Murmuring, like old Caspian
Choirs,
When the Tide′s a’lull –
Saying itself in new inflection –
Like a Whippowil –

 

Breaking in bright Orthogra-
phy
On my simple sleep –

 

¦

Thundering it′s Prospective –
Till I ⁺stir, and weep –

 

Not for the Sorrow, done me –
But the ⁺push of Joy –
Say it again, ⁺Saxon!
Hush – Only to me!

 

+ English language –
+ Grope – start –
+ Pain of joy –