“Bind me-I still can sing-Banish-my mandolinStrikes true within-Slay-and my Soul shall riseChanting to Paradise-Still thine.”
“The Soul selects her own Society.”
“Soul, wilt thou toss again?By just such a hazardHundreds have lost, indeed,But tens have won all.Angels' breathless ballotLingers to record thee;Imps in eager caucusRaffle for my soul.”
“The dearest ones of time, the strongest friends of the soul--BOOKS.”
“The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.”
“I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf ”