Dare You See A Soul At The

Longing, It May Be, Is The Gift No Other Gift Supplies.

A Color Stands Abroad On Solitary Hills That Silence Cannot Overtake, But Human Nature Feels.

My Life Closed Twice Before Its Close; It Yet Remains To See If Immortality Unveil A Third Event To Me, So Huge, So Hopeless To Conceive, As These That Twice Befell. Parting Is All We Know Of Heaven, And All We Need Of Hell.

There Is No Frigate Like A Book

I Confess That I Love Him, I Rejoice That I Love Him, I Thank The Maker Of Heaven And Earth That Gave Him To Me. The Exultation Floods Me.