The Body Grows Without
578
The Body grows without—
The more convenient way—
That if the Spirit—like to hide
Its Temple stands, alway,
Ajar—secure—inviting&md ash;
It never did betray
The Soul that asked its shelter
In solemn honesty
Life—is What We Make Of It
698
Life—is what we make of it—
Death—we do not know—
Christ's acquaintance with Him
Justify Him—though—
He—would trust no stranger—
Other—could betray—
Just His own endorsement—
That—sufficeth Me—
All the other Distance
He hath traversed first—
No New Mile remaineth—
Far as Paradise—
His sure foot preceding—
Tender Pioneer—
Base must be the Coward
Dare not venture—now—
I Never Told The Buried Gold
11
I never told the buried gold
Upon the hill—that lies—
I saw the sun—his plunder done
Crouch low to guard his prize.
He stood as near
As stood you here—
A pace had been between—
Did but a snake bisect the brake
My life had forfeit been.
That was a wondrous booty—
I hope 'twas honest gained.
Those were the fairest ingots
That ever kissed the spade!
Whether to keep the secret—
Whether to reveal—
Whether as I ponder
Kidd will sudden sail—
Could a shrewd advise me
We might e'en divide—
Should a shrewd betray me—
Atropos decide!
