Faith—is the Pierless Bridge Supporting what We see Unto the Scene that We do not— Too slender for the eye It bears the Soul as bold As it were rocked in Steel With Arms of Steel at either side— It joins—behind the Veil To what, could We presume The Bridge would cease to be To Our far, vacillating Feet A first Necessity.

The things of which we want the proof are those we know the best.

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

Judge tenderly of me.

A great hope fell You heard no noise The ruin was within.

Forever is made up of nows.

I felt it shelter to speak to you.