She Rose To His Requirement,

When Everything That Ticked Has Stopped, And Space Stares, All Around, Or Grisly Frosts, First Autumn Morns, Repeal The Beating Ground.

The Heart Asks Pleasure--first-- And Then--excuse From Pain

The Spreading Wide My Narrow Hands / To Gather Paradise-.

Best Witchcraft Is Geometry To The Magician's Mind - His Ordinary Acts Are Feats To Thinking Of Mankind.

I Cling To Nowhere Until I Fall - The Crash Of Nothing.