A CHILD'S AMAZE.
Silent and amazed even when a little boy,
I remember I heard the preacher every Sunday put God in his statements,
As contending against some being or influence.
THE RUNNER.
On a flat road runs the well-train'd runner,
He is lean and sinewy with muscular legs,
He is thinly clothed, he leans forward as he runs,
With lightly closed fists and arms partially rais'd.
BEAUTIFUL WOMEN.
Women sit or move to and fro, some old, some young,
The young are beautiful—but the old are more beautiful than the young.
MOTHER AND BABE.
I see the sleeping babe nestling the breast of its mother,
The sleeping mother and babe—hush'd, I study them long and long.
THOUGHT.
Of obedience, faith, adhesiveness;
As I stand aloof and look there is to me something profoundly affecting in large masses of men following the lead of those who do not believe in men.
VISOR'D.
A mask, a perpetual natural disguiser of herself,
Concealing her face, concealing her form,
Changes and transformations every hour, every moment,
Falling upon her even when she sleeps.
THOUGHT.
Of Justice—as if Justice could be any thing but the same ample law, expounded by natural judges and saviors,
As if it might be this thing or that thing, according to decisions.
