768 When I hoped, I recollect Just the place I stood— At a Window facing West— Roughest Air—was good— Not a Sleet could bite me— Not a frost could cool— Hope it was that kept me warm— Not Merino shawl— When I feared—I recollect Just the Day it was— Worlds were lying out to Sun— Yet how Nature froze— Icicles upon my soul Prickled Blue and Cool— Bird went praising everywhere— Only Me—was still— And the Day that I despaired— This—if I forget Nature will—that it be Night After Sun has set— Darkness intersect her face— And put out her eye— Nature hesitate—before Memory and I—SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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