I Saw Pale Kings And Princes Too,

I Compare Human Life To A Large Mansion Of Many Apartments, Two Of Which I Can Only Describe, The Doors Of The Rest Being As Yet Shut Upon Me.

I Don't Need The Stars In The Night I Found My Treasure All I Need Is You By My Side So Shine Forever

Thou Foster-child Of Silence And Slow Time.

The Roaring Of The Wind Is My Wife And The Stars Through The Window Pane Are My Children. The Mighty Abstract Idea I Have Of Beauty In All Things Stifles The More Divided And Minute Domestic Happiness.

The Roaring Of The Wind Is My Wife And The Stars Through The Window Pane Are My Children.