"And I'm afraid of thinking, That somewhere at the edge of nature I'm just as blind With a face turned up to the sky. Onl..."

"Desolate—Life is so dreary and desolate— Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle, Yet with itself every soul stan..."

"None are so desolate but something dear, Dearer than self, possesses or possess'd A thought, and claims the homage of a ..."