"The Sun went down – He drew the Day Like a Head scarf back – And left the West in Crimsons wrapped –"

"The first Day's Night had come – And I had heard the Wind – And in the silence of the Heart A Creature stirring – then –"

"The Past is such a curious Creature To look at, when we choose – A Man will go to buy a Book And think he buys a Rose –"

"To hang our head – ostensibly – And hide our Eyes – and weep – Is but a Ruse – to make our Pain The more acute – and deep –"

"The Soul's Superior instants Occur to Her – as if – A Child's discernment of the Novelties Of Paradise –"