I Have Conversed With The Spiritual Sun.

When My Mother Died I Was Very Young, And My Father Sold Me While Yet My Tongue Could Scarcely Cry Weep Weep Weep Weep. So Your Chimneys I Sweep, And In Soot I Sleep.

A Robin Redbreast In A Cage Puts All Heaven In A Rage.

If You Have Formed A Circle To Go Into,go Into It Yourself And See How You Would Do.

The Grave Is Heaven's Golden Gate, And Rich And Poor Around It Wait; O Shepherdess Of England's Fold, Behold This Gate Of Pearl And Gold!

He Whose Face Gives No Light, Shall Never Become A Star.