I see thee better in the dark I do not need a light.

Tell all the Truth but tell it slant-- Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth's superb surprise As Lightning to the Children eased With explanation kind The Truth must dazzle gradually Or every man be blind--

Witchcraft was hung, in History, But History and I Find all the Witchcraft that we need Around us, every Day -

That love is all there is, Is all we know of love.

But a Book is only the Heart's Portrait- every Page a Pulse.

A precious, mouldering pleasure 't is, to meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore; A privilege I think.

I have an appetite for silence.