His Mind Of Man, A

A Dim Capacity For Wings Demeans The Dress I Wear.

I Dwell In Possibility.

Faith-is The Pierless Bridge Supporting What We See Unto The Scene That We Do Not.

The Revery Alone Will Do If Bees Are Few.

I Would Paint A Portrait Which Would Bring The Tears, Had I Canvas For It, And The Scene Should Be -- Solitude, And The Figures -- Solitude -- And The Lights And Shades, Each A Solitude.