My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun - In Corners - till a Day The Owner passed - identified - And carried Me away -

Opinion is a fitting thing but truth outlasts the sun - if then we cannot own them both, possess the oldest one.

I'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets, The bobolinks begun. Then I said softly to myself, "That must have been the sun!

One need not be a chamber to be haunted; One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place.

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

'Arcturus' is his other name- I'd rather call him 'Star.' It's very mean of Science To go and interfere!

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.