Dame Poverty Gave Me My Name, And

The Night Whose Sable Breast Relieves The Stark, White Stars, Is No Less Lovely Being Dark

The Key To All Strange Things Is In Thy Heart..../ My Spirit Has Come Home, That Sailed The Doubtful Seas.

Lord, I Fashion Dark Gods, Too, Daring Even To Give You Dark Despairing Features

Father, Son, And Holy Ghost, So I Make An Idle Boast; Jesus Of The Twice-turned Cheek Lamb Of God, Although I Speak With My Mouth Thus, In My Heart Do I Play A Double Part.

Death Cut The Strings That Gave Me Life, And Handed Me To Sorrow, The Only Kind Of Middle Wife My Folks Could Beg Or Borrow.