One often hears of a horse that shivers with terror, or of a dog that howls at something a mans eyes cannot see, and men who live primitive lives where instinct does the work of reason are fully conscious,of many things we cannot perceive at all. As life becomes more orderly, more deliberate, the supernatural world sinks farther away.

... Let the cage bird and the cage bird mate and the wild bird mate in the wild.

I knew a phoenix in my youth, so let them have their day.

The years like great black oxen tread the world, and God, the herdsman goads them on behind, and I am broken by their passing feet.

I believe when I am in the mood that all nature is full of people whom we cannot see, and that some of these are ugly or grotesque, and some wicked or foolish, but very many beautiful beyond any one we have ever seen, and that these are not far away... and the simple of all times and the wise men of ancient times have seen them and even spoken to them.

I have no question: It is enough, I know what fixed the station Of star and cloud. And knowing all, I cry. . . .

I'm looking for the face I had, before the world was made.