The curious crime, the fine Felicity and flower of wickedness.
That great brow And the spirit-small hand propping it.
Our interest's on the dangerous edge of things. The honest thief, the tender murderer, the superstitious atheist.
If thou tastest a crust of bread, thou tastest all the stars and all the heavens.
Be sure they sleep not whom God needs.
The candid incline to surmise of late that the Christian faith proves false.