I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf

Heavenly Father - take to thee The supreme iniquity Fashioned by thy candid Hand In a moment contraband - Though to trust us seem to us More respectful - We are Dust - We apologize to thee For thine own Duplicity.

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

They say that “Time assuages” - Time never did assuage - An actual suffering strengthens As Sinews do, with age - Time is a Test of Trouble - But not a Remedy - If such it prove, it prove too There was no Malady

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

The lovely flowers embarrass me. They make me regret I am not a bee.

There's a certain slant of light, On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.