O World, As God Has Made It!

'tis Only When They Spring To Heaven That Angels Reveal Themselves To You.

When Is Man Strong Until He Feels Alone?

Escape Me? Never, Beloved! While I Am I, And You Are You.

What Of Soul Was Left, I Wonder, When The Kissing Had To Stop?

Oh, Good Gigantic Smile O' The Brown Old Earth, This Autumn Morning! How He Sets His Bones To Bask I' The Sun, And Thrusts Out Knees And Feet. From The Ripple To Run Over In Its Mirth