Henry David Thoreau Night Poems
- 1. Pray To What Earth Does This Sweet Cold Belong
Pray to what earth does this sweet cold belong,
Which asks no duties and no conscience?
The moon goes up by leaps, her cheerful path
In some far summer stratum of the sky,
... - 2. The Moon
Time wears her not; she doth his chariot guide;
Mortality below her orb is placed.
--Raleigh
... - 3. All Things Are Current Found
ALL things are current found
On earthly ground,
Spirits and elements
Have their descents.
... - 4. Light-winged Smoke
LIGHT-WINGED Smoke, Icarian bird,
Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight,
Lark without song, and the messenger of dawn,
Circling above the hamlets as thy nest;
... - 5. The Inward Morning
Packed in my mind lie all the clothes
Which outward nature wears,
And in its fashion's hourly change
It all things else repairs.
... - 6. Smoke
Light-winged Smoke, Icarian bird,
Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight,
Lark without song, and messenger of dawn
Circling above the hamlets as they nest;
... - 7. Let Such Pure Hate Still Underprop
Let such pure hate still underprop
Our love, that we may be
Each other's conscience,
And have our sympathy
... - 8. Song Of Nature
Mine are the night and morning,
The pits of air, the gull of space,
The sportive sun, the gibbous moon,
The innumerable days.
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