It Is Easy To Work When The

And You Dropt, Lost, When Something Broke-- And Let You From A Dream

The Will Is Always Near, Dear, Though The Feet Vary.

To Multiply The Harbors Does Not Reduce The Sea.

I Measure Every Grief I Meet With Narrow, Probing Eyes - I Wonder If It Weighs Like Mine - Or Has An Easier Size.

The Truth I Do Not Dare To Know I Muffle With A Jest.