"I am glad you are not a poet. I mean, I am glad you are not a poet. It is a terrible thing to be a poet."

"To hang our head – ostensibly – And hide our Eyes – and weep – Is but a Ruse – to make our Pain The more acute – and deep –"

"The Spider holds a Silver Ball In honor of the Dew – The Gnat's enamored of the Stone – And dances in the Air –"

"My Life had stood – a Loaded Gun – In Corners – till a Day The Owner passed – identified – And carried Me away –"

"A Book is the best of Friends — The company of books is profitable."