Hope is a thing with feathers
Those who lift their hats shall see Nature as devout do God.
Much Madness is Divinest Sense, to a Discerning Eye.
Beauty is not the cause of something, it is what it is.
At least to pray is left - is left Oh Jesus - in the Air - I know not which thy chamber is - I'm knocking everywhere.
I think Heaven will not be as good as earth, unless it bring with it that sweet power to remember, which is the staple of Heaven here.