When we stand on the tops of Things --

When we stand on the tops of Things --
And like the Trees, look down --
The smoke all cleared away from it --
And Mirrorrs on the scene --

Just laying light -- no soul will wink
Except it have the flaw --
The Sound ones, like the Hills -- stand up --[^a1]shall stand --
No Lightning, scares away --

[^a1: stand up -- | stand up --]

The Perfect, nowhere be afraid --
They bear their fearless --[^a2]tranquil --[^a3]dauntless Heads,
Where others, dare not go at Noon,
Protected by their deeds --

[^a2: fearless -- | fearless --]

[^a3: tranquil -- | tranquil --]

The Stars dare shine occasionally
Upon a spotted World --
And Suns, go surer, for their Proof,
As if A Muscle -- held[^a4]an Axle, held --

[^a4: A Muscle -- held | A Muscle -- held]