Which Anguish Was The Utterest--then--

Heaven Is So Far Of The Mind That Were The Mind Dissolved - The Site Of It By Architect Could Not Again Be Proved.

I Work To Drive The Awe Away, Yet Awe Impels The Work.

The Power To Console Is Not Within Corporeal Reach - Though Its Attempt Is Precious.

You Cannot Fold A Flood And Put It In A Drawer, Because The Winds Would Find It Out And Tell Your Cedar Floor.

We Never Know We Go When We Are Going- We Jest And Shut The Door- Fate-following-behind Us Bolts It- And We Accost No More-.