I Argue Thee That Love Is Life.

Faith-is The Pierless Bridge Supporting What We See Unto The Scene That We Do Not.

I Had A Terror-since September -i Could Tell To None-and So I Sing, As The Boy Does By The Burying Ground-because I Am Afraid.

When A Lover Is A Beggar Abject Is His Knee. When A Lover Is An Owner Different Is He.

Not If Their Party Were Waiting, Not If To Talk With Me Were To Them Now, Homesickness After Eternity.

... I Have No Letter From The Dead, Yet Daily Love Them More.