Wonder Is Not Precisely Knowing.

Victory Comes Late-- And Is Held Low To Freezing Lips-- Too Rapt With Frost To Take It

Noon - Is The Hinge Of Day-.

There Is No Silence In The Earth - So Silent As That Endured Which Uttered, Would Discourage Nature And Haunt The World.

It Is Finished, Is Never Said Of Us

They Say That God Is Everywhere, And Yet We Always Think Of Him As Somewhat Of A Recluse.