Poem 11 (J 446: 1862/1914)

He showed me Hights I never saw--
"Would'st Climb," --He said?
I said--"Not so" --
"With me--" He said--With me?
He showed me Secrets--Morning's Nest--
The Rope the Nights were put across--
"And now--"Would'st have me for a Guest?"
I could not find my Yes

And then, He brake His Life--And lo,
A Light, for me, did solemn glow,

And could I, further, "No"?

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