Some keep the Sabbath going to church, I keep it staying at home, with a bobolink for a chorister, and an orchard for a dome.

Existence has overpowered Books. Today I slew a Mushroom.

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.

Had we less to say to those we love, perhaps we should say it oftener.

The only Commandment I ever obeyed — 'Consider the Lilies.

Earth is a merry damsel, and heaven a knight so true

I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.