A Charm Invests A Face Imperfectly Beheld,—

You Cannot Fold A Flood And Put It In A Drawer, Because The Winds Would Find It Out And Tell Your Cedar Floor.

Renunciation-is A Piercing Virtue-the Letting Go A Presence-for An Expectation-.

I Could Not Stop For Death And He Did Not Stop For Me.

I Am Nobody! Who Are You? Are You A Nobody, Too?

Tell All The Truth But Tell It Slant-- Success In Circuit Lies Too Bright For Our Infirm Delight The Truth's Superb Surprise As Lightning To The Children Eased With Explanation Kind The Truth Must Dazzle Gradually Or Every Man Be Blind--