The Rapturuous, Wild, And Ineffable

Oh For A Seat In Some Poetic Nook, Just Hid With Trees And Sparkling With A Brook!

Affection, Like Melancholy, Magnifies Trifles.

Write Me As One Who Loves His Fellow Men.

The Two Divinest Things This World Has Got,a Lovely Woman In A Rural Spot!

It Flows Through Old Hushed Egypt And Its Sands, Like Some Grave Mighty Thought Threading A Dream, And Times And Things, As In That Vision, Seem Keeping Along It Their Eternal Stands.