FORBIDDEN fruit a flavor has That lawful orchards mocks; How luscious lies the pea within The pod that Duty locks!

’Twas comfort in her Dying Room To hear the living Clock— A short relief to have the wind Walk boldly up and knock— Diversion from the Dying Theme

530 You cannot put a Fire out— A Thing that can ignite Can go, itself, without a Fan— Upon the slowest Night—

282 How noteless Men, and Pleiads, st… Until a sudden sky Reveals the fact that One is rapt Forever from the Eye—

843 I made slow Riches but my Gain Was steady as the Sun And every Night, it numbered more Than the preceding One

58 Delayed till she had ceased to kno… Delayed till in its vest of snow Her loving bosom lay— An hour behind the fleeting breath…

Me! Come! My dazzled face In such a shining place! Me! Hear! My foreign ear The sounds of welcome near! The saints shall meet

A Wind that rose Though not a Leaf In any Forest stirred But with itself did cold engage Beyond the Realm of Bird -

626 Only God—detect the Sorrow— Only God— The Jehovahs—are no Babblers— Unto God—

How firm Eternity must look To crumbling men like me The only Adamant Estate In all Identity - How mighty to the insecure

375 The Angle of a Landscape— That every time I wake— Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ample Crack—