Everywhere Is Here And Every When Is

I Saw Within Its Depth How It Conceives All Things In A Single Volume Bound By Love Of Which The Universe Is The Scattered Leaves.

Doubting Pleases Me No Less Than Knowing

A Prayer May Chance To Rise From One Whose Heart Lives In The Grace Of God. A Prayer From Any Other Is Unheeded.

O Faithful Conscience, Delicately Pure, How Doth A Little Failing Wound Thee Sore!

Give Unto Us This Day The Daily Manna Without Which, In This Desert Where We Dwell, He Must Go Backward Who Would Most Advance.