Unable Are The Loved To Die, For

Till The First Friend Dies, We Think Our Ecstasy Impersonal, But Then Discover That He Was The Cup From Which We Drank It, Itself As Yet Unknown.

November Always Seemed To Me The Norway Of The Year.

Love Is Done When Loves Begun, Sages Say, But Have Sages Known?

Love Is Anterior To Life, Posterior To Death, Initial Of Creation, And The Exponent Of Breath.

Heaven Is So Far Of The Mind That Were The Mind Dissolved - The Site Of It By Architect Could Not Again Be Proved.