763 He told a homely tale And spotted it with tears— Upon his infant face was set The Cicatrice of years—

836 Truth—is as old as God— His Twin identity And will endure as long as He A Co-Eternity—

870 Finding is the first Act The second, loss, Third, Expedition for The “Golden Fleece”

169 In Ebon Box, when years have flow… To reverently peer, Wiping away the velvet dust Summers have sprinkled there!

964 “Unto Me?” I do not know you— Where may be your House? “I am Jesus—Late of Judea— Now—of Paradise”—

Much Madness is divinest Sense - To a discerning Eye - Much Sense– the starkest Madness… ’Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail -

888 When I have seen the Sun emerge From His amazing House— And leave a Day at every Door A Deed, in every place—

Presentiment is that long shadow o… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.

246 Forever at His side to walk— The smaller of the two! Brain of His Brain— Blood of His Blood—

172 ’Tis so much joy! ’Tis so much jo… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw!

I found the phrase to every though… I ever had, but one; And that defies me,—as a hand Did try to chalk the sun To races nurtured in the dark;—