I know not from what distant timethou art ever coming nearer to meet me.Thy sun and stars can never keep…
O thou the last fulfilment of life,Death, my death, come and whisper to me!Day after day I have kept watch…
Bless this little heart, this white soul that has won the kiss ofheaven for our earth.He loves the light of…
A first Mute Coming—In the Stranger's House—A first fair Going—When the Bells rejoice—A first Exchange—ofWhat hath mingled—been—For Lot—exhibited toFaith—alone—