God's little Blond Blessing we have long deemed you, and hope his so-called Will will not compel him to revoke you.
A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.
A Word that Breathes Distinctly Has not the Power to Die
We meet no Stranger, but Ourself.
The steeples swam in amethyst, the news like squirrels swam.
THE soul should always stand ajar, That if the heaven inquire, He will not be obliged to wait, Or shy of troubling her. Depart, before the host has slid The bolt upon the door, To seek for the accomplished guest, -- Her visitor no more.