The Appetite For Silence Is Seldom An

A Deed Knocks First At Thought And Then - It Knocks At Will - That Is The Manufacturing Spot.

I Took My Power In My Hand -- And Went Against The World -- 'twas Not So Much As David -- Had -- But I -- Was Twice As Bold -- I Aimed By Pebble -- But Myself Was All The One That Fell -- Was It Goliath -- Was Too Large -- Or Was Myself -- Too Small?

Spring Is The Period Express From God.

I Stepped From Plank To Plank A Slow And Cautious Way

Love Can Do All But Raise The Dead I Doubt If Even That From Such A Giant Were Withheld Were Flesh Equivalent But Love Is Tired And Must Sleep, And Hungry And Must Graze And So Abets The Shining Fleet Till It Is Out Of Gaze.