Longing Alone Is Singer To

I, Being Born A Woman And Distressed By All The Needs And Notions Of My Kind.

But Far, Oh, Far As Passionate Eye Can Reach, And Long, Ah, Long As Rapturous Eye Can Cling, The World Is Mine: Blue Hill, Still Silver Lake, Broad Field, Bright Flower, And The Long White Road A Gateless Garden, And An Open Path: My Feet To Follow, And My Heart To Hold.

Sweet Love, Sweet Thorn, When Lightly To My Heart. I Took Your Thrust, Whereby I Since Am Slain, And I Lie Disheveled In The Grass Apart, A Sodden Thing Bedrenched By Tears And Rain.

And All The Loveliest Things There Be Come Simply, So It Seems To Me.

Parrots, Tortoises And Redwoods Live A Longer Life Than Men Do; Men A Longer Life Than Dogs Do; Dogs A Longer Life Than Love Does.