The Heart Asks Pleasure--first-- And Then--excuse From

There Is No Frigate Like A Book

The Only Secret People Keep Is Immortality.

Love Can Do All But Raise The Dead I Doubt If Even That From Such A Giant Were Withheld Were Flesh Equivalent But Love Is Tired And Must Sleep, And Hungry And Must Graze And So Abets The Shining Fleet Till It Is Out Of Gaze.

I Miss The Grasshoppers Much, But Suppose It Is All For The Best. I Should Become Too Much Attached To A Trotting World.

A Sick Room Is At Times Too Sacred A Place For A Friend's Knock, Timid As That Is.