Sun Lengthens

Sun lengthens; streams, hills glorious;
Spring-wind breathes; flowers, grass fragrant.

Vapour rises from wet mud, young swallows fly;
Warmth radiates from soft sand, duck, drake sleep.

The Dedication

Lord, my first fruits present themselves to thee;
Yet not mine neither: for from thee they came,
And must return. Accept of them and me,
And make us strive, who shall sing best thy name.
Turn their eyes hither, who shall make a gain:
Theirs, who shall hurt themselves or me, refrain.

Difference

I say so many things,
I cannot understand your silence;
I give so much,
I cannot understand your always taking;
I change myself so willingly to please you,
I cannot understand
That you have never thought of changing.

Sight

Man in his sorrow sees more clear
Through the crystal of one little tear,
Than if the whole air, as a spy-glass, should
Draw Heaven into nearest neighborhood

A Vindication

Thou art not proud because thou art so beautiful.
'Tis falsely said. Thou art but glad of heart
To feel thy glorious beauty is a part
Of all the beauty that is anywhere,
On land or sea or in the gleaming air;
Such gladness is less proud than dutiful.

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