IV. Love me with their lids, that fall Love me with thine heart, that all V. Love me with thine hand stretched out Freely-open-minded: Love me with thy loitering foot,- VI. Love me with thy voice, that turns Love me with thy blush that burns VII. Love me with thy thinking soul— VIII. Love me in thy gorgeous airs, When the world has crowned thee! Love me, kneeling at thy prayers, With the angels round thee. IX. Love me pure, as musers do, X. Through all hopes that keep us brave, Further off or nigher, Love me for the house and grave,— And for something higher. XI. Thus, if thou wilt prove me, dear, I will love thee-half-a-year- A YEAR'S SPINNING. I. E listened at the porch that day HE To hear the wheel go on, and on, And then it stopped-ran back away— II. He sate beside me, with an oath III. My mother cursed me that I heard IV. I thought O God!-my first-born's cry It was the silence, made me groan! V. Bury me 'twixt my mother's grave, Who cursed me on her death-bed lone, And my dead baby's-(God it save!) Who, not to bless me, would not moan. And now my spinning is all done. VI. A stone upon my heart and head, VII. And let the door ajar remain, In case he should pass by anon; And leave the wheel out very plain, That HE, when passing in the sun, May see the spinning is all done. CHANGE UPON CHANGE. I. FIVE months ago, the stream did flow, The lilies bloomed along the edge; And we were lingering to and fro,— Along the stream, beside the hedge. Ah, sweet, be free to love and go! For if I do not hear thy foot," The frozen river is as mute, The flowers have dried down to the root; And why, since these be changed since May, Shouldst thou change less than they? II. And slow, slow, as the winter snow, Put paleness on for a disguise. |