Cold and damp the fingers creep
Of mist by window panes,
And dull the light which filters through
The curtains' lacy veins.
...
The dark night of the soul:
When Someone,
Not mentioning Anyone's name,
Throws a heavy cover
...
From God we flee
As cats from water;
But even they,
Perforce,
...
There should be thousands of them,
Millions of them - everywhere.
Souls of the dead, the as yet unborn, the dead unborn;
...
There should be thousands of them,
Millions of them - everywhere;
Souls of the dead,
The as yet unborn,
...
Lying in my Mother's arms;
Rocking, gently rocking.
Playing on a garden swing;
...
Fifth Symphony -
Clouds, sunshine,
Rainbows,
...
Since infancy have I known you;
Through school and college days you were my companion;
Studies and interests we held in common;
At the most intimate times of life you have been with me.
...