The shadow was so black, I thought it was a cat, But once in to it I knew it No more black

I longed for companionship rather, But my companions I always wished… And now in the desolate night I think only of the people i shoul…

Away, melancholy, Away with it, let it go. Are not the trees green, The earth as green? Does not the wind blow,

The nearly right And yet not quite In love is wholly evil And every heart That loves in part

In the flame of the flickering fir… The sins of my soul are few And the thoughts in my head are th… With a solitary view. But the eye of eternal consciousne…

Why is the word pretty so underrat… In November the leaf is pretty wh… The stream grows deep in the woods… And in the pretty pool the pike st… He stalks his prey, and this is pr…

Drugs made Pauline vague. She sat one day at the breakfast t… Fingering in a baffled way The fronds of the maidenhair plant… Was it the salt you were looking f…

Mother, among the dustbins and the… I feel the measure of my humanity,… As of the presence of God, I am s… In the dustbins, in the manure, in… Is the presence of God, in a sure…

Nobody knows what I feel about Fr… I cannot make anyone understand I love him sub specie aet ernitati… I love him out of hand. I don’t love him so much in the re…

I remember the Roman Emperor, one… Who used to visit for pleasure his… So then they would beg him for dea… Oh no, oh no, we are not yet frien… He meant they were not yet friends…

Coleridge received the Person fro… And ever after called him a curse, Then why did he hurry to let him i… He could have hid in the house. It was not right of Coleridge in…

I always remember your beautiful f… And the beautiful kimono you wore When you sat on the couch With that tigerish crouch And told me you loved me no more.

The lions who ate the Christians… By indulging native appetites play… Not entirely negligible part In consolidating at the very start The position of the Early Christi…

He told his life story to Mrs. Co… Who was a widow. 'Let us get marr… He said. ‘I am no longer passiona… But we can have some conversation…

The pleasures of friendship are ex… How pleasant to go to a friend on… I go to my friend, we walk on the… And the hours and moments like min…