One blessing had I, than the rest
\nSo larger to my eyes
\nThat I stopped gauging, satisfied,
\nFor this enchanted size.<\/p>\n
It was the limit of my dream,
\nThe focus of my prayer, —
\nA perfect, paralyzing bliss
\nContented as despair.<\/p>\n
I knew no more of want or cold,
\nPhantasms both become,
\nFor this new value in the soul,
\nSupremest earthly sum.<\/p>\n
The heaven below the heaven above
\nObscured with ruddier hue.
\nLife’s latitude leant over-full;
\nThe judgment perished, too.<\/p>\n
Why joys so scantily disburse,
\nWhy Paradise defer,
\nWhy floods are served to us in bowls, —
\nI speculate no more.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"