The Charm, One Might Say The Genius,

You Smell A Rose Through A Fence: If Two Should Smell It, What Matter?

So Mothers Have God's License To Be Missed.

Pray, Pray, Thou Who Also Weepest,-- And The Drops Will Slacken So; Weep, Weep--and The Watch Thou Keepest, With A Quicker Count Will Go. Think,--the Shadow On The Dial For The Nature Most Undone, Marks The Passing Of The Trial, Proves The Presence Of The Sun.

I Love You For The Part Of Me That You Bring Out.

I, Who Thought To Sink, Was Caught Up Into Love, And Taught The Whole Of Life In A New Rhythm.