Deep in my heart subsides the infrequent word, And there dies slowly throbbing like a wounded bird..

The devil doesn't know how to sing, only how to howl..

Thou cannot stir a flower Without troubling a star..

Baby smiled, mother wailed, Earthward while the sweetling sailed; Mother smiled, baby wailed, When to earth came Viola..

There is no expeditious road To pack and label men for God, And save them by the barrel-load. Some may perchance, with strange surprise, Have blunder….

An atheist is a man who believes himself an accident..

The fairest things have fleetest end, Their scent survives their close: But the rose's scent is bitterness To him that loved the rose..

All things by immortal power. Near of far, to each other linked are, that thou canst not stir a flower without troubling of a star..

Babies breathe a lot more rapidly than adults do, and what's more, they're also growing quickly and so they're absorbing lots more into the body and ….

But lilies, stolen from grassy mold, No more curled state unfold, Translated to a vase of gold; In burning throne though they keep still Serenities u….

The innocent moon, that nothing does but shine,Moves all the labouring surges of the world..

Oh invisible, we view thee, O world intangible, we touch thee, o world unknowable, we know thee..

Spring is come home with her world-wandering feet, And all things are made young with your desires..

A dog, I will maintain, is a very tolerable judge of beauty, as appears from the fact that any liberally educated dog does, in a general way, prefer ….

Nothing begins, and nothing ends, That is not paid with moan; For we are born in others pain And perish in our own..

In all change, well looked into, the germinal good out-veils the apparent ill..

Little Jesus, was Thou shy Once, and just so small as I? And what did it feel like to be Out of Heaven, and just like me?.

Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy there: Like a yawn of fire from the grass it came, And the fanning wind p….

The desolation and terror of, for the first time, realizing that the mother can lose you, or you her, and your own abysmal loneliness and helplessnes….

Agnosticism is the everlasting perhaps..

So for thy spirit did devise Its Maker seemly garniture, Of its own essence parcel pure.-- From grave simplicities a dress, And reticent demureness, ….