⁺Like Flowers, that heard the
news of Dews,
But never deemed the dripping
prize
Awaited their – low Brows –

Or Bees – that thought the
Summer′s name
Some rumor of Delirium,
No Summer – could – for Them –

Or Arctic Creatures, dimly stirred –
By Tropic Hint – some Travelled
Bird
Imported to the Wood –

Or Wind′s bright signal to
the Ear –
Making that homely, and severe,
Contented, known, before –

¦

The Heaven – unexpected come,
To Lives that thought the
Worshipping
A too presumptuous Psalm –

     + as  – + imparted –