There's a certain slant of light
Winter afternoon -
That oppreseed like the heft
Of cathedral tunes -
Heavenly hurt, it gives us -
We can find no scar
But internal difference
Where the meanings are -
None may teach it - any -
' Tis the sel despair -
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air
When it comes, the landscape listens
Shadows - hold their breath -
When it goes, 'tis like the distance
On the looks of d**h -