AT THE WINDOW
HOW thick about the window of my lifeBuzz insect-like the tribe of petty frets:Small cares, small thoughts, small trials, and small strife,Small loves and hates, small hopes and small regrets.If 'mid this swarm of smallnesses remainA single undimmed spot, with wondering eyeI note before my freckled window-paneThe outstretched splendor of the earth and sky?
HOW thick about the window of my lifeBuzz insect-like the tribe of petty frets:Small cares, small thoughts, small trials, and small strife,Small loves and hates, small hopes and small regrets.If 'mid this swarm of smallnesses remainA single undimmed spot, with wondering eyeI note before my freckled window-paneThe outstretched splendor of the earth and sky?
HOW thick about the window of my lifeBuzz insect-like the tribe of petty frets:Small cares, small thoughts, small trials, and small strife,Small loves and hates, small hopes and small regrets.
HOW thick about the window of my life
Buzz insect-like the tribe of petty frets:
Small cares, small thoughts, small trials, and small strife,
Small loves and hates, small hopes and small regrets.
If 'mid this swarm of smallnesses remainA single undimmed spot, with wondering eyeI note before my freckled window-paneThe outstretched splendor of the earth and sky?
If 'mid this swarm of smallnesses remain
A single undimmed spot, with wondering eye
I note before my freckled window-pane
The outstretched splendor of the earth and sky?