When Angels Visit Earth, The

Kindle The Taper Like The Steadfast Star Ablaze On Evening's Forehead O'er The Earth, And Add Each Night A Lustre Till Afar An Eightfold Splendor Shine Above Thy Hearth.

Still Ours The Dance, The Feast, The Glorious Psalm, The Mystic Lights Of Emblem, And The Word.

My Own Curiosity And Interest Are Insatiable.

Thou Two-faced Year, Mother Of Change And Fate...

Poetry Must Be Simple, Sensuous, Or Impassioned.