Respect Is What We Owe; Love, What

Fulfill Thy Fate! Be-do-bear-and Thank God.

True Faith Nor Biddeth Nor Abideth Form, The Bended Knee, The Eye Uplift; Is All Which Men Need Render; All Which God Can Bear. What To The Faith Are Forms? A Passing Speck, A Crow Upon The Sky.

The Death-bed Of A Day, How Beautiful!

Wan Night, The Shadow Goer, Came Stepping In.

Necessity, Like Electricity, Is In Ourselves And All Things, And No More Without Us Than Within Us.