Poems about fog
A Fog For Say Whose Sake?
escape from circumstances
a fog for say whose sake?
there's plunder where
itself can rest upon
I'll Be Afraid
hurled my belief
far off he sighs and therefore hopeless
as hovering seen through fog
too near to heaven to fear
better of it continual be afraid
belief but once can be
be sure you count should i forget
i'll be contented so
dreams are well but waking's better,
the pearl the just our thought,
and i choose, just a crown
with "i am great and cannot wait
if such it prove, it prove too
as one does sickness over
as far as death this way
If He Had Come So Near
but make no syllable like death
mistress is "not at home" to say
danger! what is that to her?
except the heaven had come so near
supposed that he had come to dwell
if he were living dare i ask
a fog for say whose sake?
if he were living dare i ask