768 br br When I hoped, I recollect br Just the place I stood— br At a Window facing West— br Roughest Air—was good— br br Not a Sleet could bite me— br Not a frost could cool— br Hope it was that kept me warm— br Not Merino shawl— br br When I feared—I recollect br Just the Day it was— br Worlds were lying out to Sun— br Yet how Nature froze— br br Icicles upon my soul br Prickled Blue and Cool— br Bird went praising everywhere— br Only Me—was still— br br And the Day that I despaired— br This—if I forget br Nature will—that it be Night br After Sun has set— br Darkness intersect her face— br And put out her eye— br Nature hesitate—before br Memory and I—br br Emily Dickinsonbr br