Before I got my eye put out --
   I liked as well to see
 As other creatures, that have eyes --
   And know no other way --

But were it told to me, Today,
   That I might have the Sky
 For mine, I tell you that my Heart
   Would split, for size of me --

The Meadows -- mine --
 The Mountains -- mine --
 All Forests -- Stintless stars --
 As much of noon, as I could take --
 Between my finite eyes --

The Motions of the Dipping Birds --
   The Morning's Amber Road --
 For mine -- to look at when I liked,
   The news would strike me dead --

So safer -- guess -- with just my soul
   Opon the window pane
 Where other creatures put their eyes --
   Incautious -- of the Sun --