God's unique capacity is too surprising to surprise.

The Spirit lurks within the Flesh Like Tides within the Sea That make the Water live, estranged What would the Either be?

Is Bliss then, such Abyss, I must not put my foot amiss For fear I spoil my shoe? I'd rather suit my foot Than save my Boot -- For yet to buy another Pair is possible, At any store -- But Bliss, is sold just once. The Patent lost None buy it any more --

Much Madness is divinest Sense -- To a discerning Eye -- Much Sense -- the starkest Madness -- 'Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail -- Assent -- and you are sane -- Demur -- you're straightway dangerous -- And handled with a Chain --

To see the Summer Sky Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie— True Poems flee—

How frugal is the chariot that bears a human soul.

Grant me, O Lord, a sunny mind-Thy windy will to bear!