The world allured me & in an unguarded moment I listened to her siren voice. From that moment I seemed to lose interest in heavenly things. Friends reasoned with me & told me of the danger I was in. I felt my danger & was alarmed, but I had rambled too far to return & ever since my heart has been growing harder.

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

I stepped from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head I felt, About my feet the sea. I knew not but the next Would be my final inch,— This gave me that precarious gait Some call experience.

A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King.

Write me of hope and love, and hearts that endured.

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

They address an Eclipse every morning, whom they call their "Father."