Before I got my eye
put out
I liked as well to see –
As other Creatures, that
have Eyes
And know no other way –

 

But were it told to
me – today –
That I might have the
sky
For mine – I tell you
that my Heart
Would split, for size of
me –

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The meadows – mine –
The Mountains – mine –
All Forests – Stintless Stars –
As much of Noon
as I could take
Between my finite eyes –

 

 

The Motions of The
Dipping Birds –
The Morning′s Amber
Road –
For mine – to look
at when I liked –
The News would strike
me dead –