Pleasure Must Succeed To Pleasure, Else Past

Heart, Fear Nothing, For, Heart, Thou Shalt Find Her- Next Time, Herself!-not The Trouble Behind Her

The Body Sprang At Once To The Height, And Stayed; But The Soul,-no!

I Was Made And Meant To Look For You And Wait For You And Become Yours Forever.

I Show You Doubt, To Prove That Faith Exists.

Oh, To Be In England Now That April's There, And Whoever Wakes In England Sees, Some Morning, Unaware.