Souls Are Gregarious In A Sense, But

I Should Not Dare To Call My Soul My Own.

Pray, Pray, Thou Who Also Weepest,-- And The Drops Will Slacken So; Weep, Weep--and The Watch Thou Keepest, With A Quicker Count Will Go. Think,--the Shadow On The Dial For The Nature Most Undone, Marks The Passing Of The Trial, Proves The Presence Of The Sun.

Utterance Is The Evidence Of Foregone Study.

If You Desire Faith, Then You Have Faith Enough.

Will That Light Come Again, As Now These Tears Come...falling Hot And Real!