I Felt It Shelter To Speak To

How Much Can Come And Much Can Go, And Yet Abide The World!

He Fumbles At Your Spirit As Players At The Keys Before They Drop Full Music On; He Stuns You By Degrees. Prepares Your Brittle Substance For The Ethereal Blow By Fainter Hammers, Further Heard, Then Nearer, Then So Slow Your Breath Has Time To Straighten Your Brain To Bubble Cool,- Deals One Imperial Thunderbolt That Scalps Your Naked Soul.

Sunrise: Day's Great Progenitor.

Write Me Of Hope And Love, And Hearts That Endured.

One Need Not Be A Chamber To Be Haunted.