Afraid? Of Whom Am I Afraid? Not

For Love Is Immortality.

If Aims Impel These Astral Ones The Ones Allowed To Know Know That Which Makes Them As Forgot As Dawn Forgets Them Now

And You Dropt, Lost, When Something Broke-- And Let You From A Dream

A Little Madness In The Spring Is Wholesome Even For The King.

Longing, It May Be, Is The Gift No Other Gift Supplies.