498I envy Seas, whereon He rides—I envy Spokes of
Of Chariots, that Him convey—I envy Crooked
That gaze upon His journey—How easy All can
What is forbidden
As Heaven—unto me!
I envy Nests of Sparrows—That dot His distant Eaves—The wealthy Fly, upon His Pane—The happy—happy Leaves—That just abroad His
Have Summer's leave to play—The Ear Rings of
Could not obtain for me—I envy Light—that wakes Him—And Bells—that boldly
To tell Him it is Noon, abroad—Myself—be Noon to Him—Yet interdict—my Blossom—And abrogate—my Bee—Lest Noon in Everlasting Night—Drop Gabriel—and Me—
