I Never Told My Love Vocally Still.

I Ran To The Children's Room: Their Door Was Ajar, I Saw They Had Never Laid Down, Though It Was Past Midnight; But They Were Calmer, And Did Not Need Me To Console Them. The Little Souls Were Comforting Each Other With Better Thoughts Than I Could Have Hit On: No Parson In The World Ever Pictured Heaven So Beautifully As They Did, In Their Innocent Talk; And, While I Sobbed, And Listened. I Could Not Help Wishing We Were All There Safe Together.

Hush, My Darling! Hush, Hush, Catherine! I'll Stay. If He Shot Me So, I'd Expire With A Blessing On My Lips.

She Burned Too Bright For This World.

If You Ever Looked At Me Once With What I Know Is In You, I'd Be Your Slave.

Oh, For The Time When I Shall Sleep Without Identity.