“I dwell with a strangely aching heartIn that vanished abode there far apart”

“I dwell in a lonely house I knowThat vanished many a summer ago.”

“He says the best way out is always through. / And I can agree to that, or in so far / As that I can see no way out but through”

“I end not far from my going forthBy picking the faded blueOf the last remaining aster flowerTo carry again to you.”

“Come over the hills and far with meAnd be my love in the rain.”

“So when at times the mob is swayedTo carry praise or blame too far,We may choose something like a starTo stay our minds on and be staid.”

“I have stood still and stopped the sound of feetWhen far away an interrupted cryCame over houses from another street,But not to call me back or say good-bye;And further still at an unearthly height,A luminary clock against the skyProclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.I have been one acquainted with the night.”