The sun just touched the morning; The morning, happy thing, Supposed that he had come to dwell, And life would be all spring.

It is true that the unknown is the largest need of the intellect, though for it, no one thinks to thank God.

The Truth must dazzle gradually or every man be blind.

The brain is wider than the sky, For, put them side by side, The one the other will include With ease, and you beside.

AMPLE make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair. Be its mattress straight, Be its pillow round; Let no sunrise’ yellow noise Interrupt this ground.

I HIDE myself within my flower That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too - And angels know the rest. I hide myself within my flower, That, fading from your vase, You, unsuspecting, feel for me Almost a loneliness.

Enough is so vast a sweetness I suppose it never occurs.