“You cannot fold a flood and put it in a drawer, because the winds would find it out and tell your cedar floor.”

“If you were coming in the fall,I'd brush the summer by,With half a smile and half a spurn,As housewives do a fly.If I could see you in a year,I'd wind the months in balls,And put them each in separate drawers,Until their time befalls.”

“You cannot put a fire out!A thing that can ignite can go itself-without a flame-E'en through the darkest night!”

“We outgrow love like other things and put it in a drawer, till it an antique fashion shows like costumes grandsires wore.”

“I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf ”

“After you went, a low wind warbled through the house like a spacious bird, making it high but lonely. When you had gone the love came. I supposed it would. The supper of the heart is when the guest has gone.”

“I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there ’s a pair of us—don’t tell! They ’d banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody! How public, like a frog To tell your name the livelong day To an admiring bog!”