The glass of freedoms, Song out of the soul, a hushing thing, a man asleep, alone, and quiet reigns and laughter shall be ours when...

O misery of mountains, thou art mine, no matter at what detrimental cost to my mere sanity, a thing long tried, wracked mercilessly by...

The totalitarian loss of my days, relinquished into the hands of broken Time. Who is ready to be saved? The winds are passing, tearing us...

With discerning eyes, with heavenly perception, I should be free to peer into the fortified caverns of your wide, supernal eyes, in whose...

Love I wear proud like a cape, and loneliness, and Sorrow, I huddle beneath a blanket when the Night is thick, before it is split open...

I. O love, you do not know the names of men who've trodden searing sands in search of thee. Your cruelty exists alone, in the fact of...

Time, O, Time, immortal darkness out of whose wet folds hath sprung the miracle of the Soul to bring Dawn to the Universe— Time, O, Time,...