It Is Finished, Is Never Said Of

The World Allured Me & In An Unguarded Moment I Listened To Her Siren Voice. From That Moment I Seemed To Lose Interest In Heavenly Things. Friends Reasoned With Me & Told Me Of The Danger I Was In. I Felt My Danger & Was Alarmed, But I Had Rambled Too Far To Return & Ever Since My Heart Has Been Growing Harder.

These Are The Days When Birds Come Back, A Very Few, A Bird Or Two, To Take A Backward Look.

Dare You See A Soul At The White Heat?

Then, As Horizons Step, Or Noons Report Away,without The Formula Of Sound, It Passes, And We Stay:a Quality Of Loss Affecting Our Content.

He Deposes Doom Who Hath Suffered Him.