410 br br The first Day's Night had come— br And grateful that a thing br So terrible—had been endured— br I told my Soul to sing— br br She said her Strings were snapt— br Her Bow—to Atoms blown— br And so to mend her—gave me work br Until another Morn— br br And then—a Day as huge br As Yesterdays in pairs, br Unrolled its horror in my face— br Until it blocked my eyes— br br My Brain—begun to laugh— br I mumbled—like a fool— br And tho' 'tis Years ago—that Day— br My Brain keeps giggling—still.