I lock my door upon myself, And bar them out; but who shall wall Self from myself, most loathed of all?

A man is ever apt to contemplate himself out of all proportion to his surroundings.

And may you happy live, And long us bless.

To me it seems our duty towards the Bible is to obey its teaching in faith. I do not think we are bound to understand or account for all its utterances.

She cried, "Laura," up the garden, "Did you miss me? Come and kiss me. Never mind my bruises, Hug me, kiss me, suck my juices Squeezed from goblin fruits for you, Goblin pulp and goblin dew. Eat me, drink me, love me; Laura, make much of me; For your sake I have braved the glen And had to do with goblin merchant men.

Spring is when life's alive in everything.

And all winds go sighing For sweet things dying.