Abstinence sows sand all over The ruddy limbs and flaming hair, But desire gratified Plants fruits of life and beauty there.

The pure soul shall mount on native wings, . . . and cut a path into the heaven of glory.

And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every Child may joy to hear.

Time is the mercy of Eternity; without Time's swiftness Which is the swiftest of all things, all were eternal torment.

God appears, and God is Light, to those poor souls who dwell in Night; but does a Human Form display to those who dwell in realms of Day.

In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors.

As the caterpillar chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys.