Chapter 1
While the Beasts of
Prey, come from
Caverns Deep,
Viewed the Maid
Asleep...
-William Blake

Chapter 2
Then a spirit
passed before
my face;
The hair of
my flesh
stood up
-The Book of Job

Chapter 3
The Knight's
bones are
Dust, and his
good sword
rust; ~ His soul
is with the
saints, I trust
-S.T. Coleridge

Chapter 4
She lay as if at Play ~
Her life had Leaped away ~
Intending to Return ~
But not so soon ~
-Emily Dickinson

Chapter 5
...With
Ambitious
Aim against
The Throne and
monarchy of
God Rais'd
Impious War
in Heav'n and
Battel Proud
-John Milton

Chapter 6
Reliques, Beads
Indulgences,
Dispenses,
Pardons, Bulls,
The Sport of
Winds...
-John Milton

Chapter 7
Last Rose as
in dance the
stately trees,
& spread their
Branches
Hung with
copious Fruit...
-John Milton

Chapter 8
I have
been a
stranger
in a strange
LAND
-Exodus

Chapter 9
...A shade
apon the mind
there passes as
when on noon
a cloud the
mighty sun
encloses...
-Emily Dickinson

Chapter 10
There
ariseth a
little cloud
out of the
sea, like a
man's hand
-1 Kings

Chapter 11
A truth
that's
told with
Bad Intent Beats
All the Lies
you can
Invent ~
-William Blake

Chapter 12
Still as he fled,
his eye was backward
cast, as if
His Fear still
FOLLOWED
Him Behind
-Edmund Spencer

Chapter 13
Frowning,
Frowning night
o'er this Desart
Bright let thy
Moon Arise
while I close
My Eyes
-William Blake

Chapter 14
Labour without
Joy is Base.
Labour without
Sorrow is Base.
Sorrow without
Labour is Base.
Joy without
Labour is Base.
-John Ruskin

Chapter 15
As I was walking among
the Fires of Hell,
Delighted with the
Enjoyments of Genius
-William Blake

Chapter 16
From the Arched
Roof Pendant by
Subtle magic many
a row of Starry
Camps and Blazing
Cressets Fed with
Naphtha and Asphaltus
Yielded Light...
-John Milton

Chapter 17
Now the Serpent
was more Subtil
than any Beast
of the Field
Which the Lord
God had made.
-Genesis

Chapter 18
O That it were
possible we
might but hold
some two days
conference with
The Dead...
-John Webster

Chapter 19
I was Angry
with my
Friend; I told
my wrath,
my wrath
did End.
-William Blake

Chapter 20
-I Gained it
so- by climbing slow-
by catching at
the twigs
that grow
between the
Bliss- And Me-
-Emily Dickinson

Chapter 21
I hate things
All Fiction...
There should
Always be some
Foundation
of Fact...
-Byron

Chapter 22
Thick as Autumnal
leaves that
strow the Brooks
in Vallombrosa,
Where Th' Etrurian
shades high over-
Aran't Imbowr...
-John Milton

Chapter 23
And Ye Shall
Know the
Truth, and
the Truth
shall make
You Free ~
-St. John

Chapter 24
As is the
mother,
so is her
Daughter.
-Ezekiel

Chapter 25
A Bracelet
of Bright
Hair about
the Bone...
-John Donne

Chapter 26
The sun has
left his Blackness
& has found a
Fresher
Morning,
& the Fair Moon
Rejoices in the
clear & cloudless
Night...
-William Blake

Chapter 27
My soul into
the boughs does
Glide: there like
a bird it sits,
And sings, then
Whets, and combs
its silver wings...
-Andrew Marvell

Chapter 28
For Many a
Time I have
Been half
in Love
with Easeful
Death...
-John Keats

Chapter 29
Each man is
in his Spectre's
Power until
The Arrival of
that hour when
his Humanity
Awake...
-William Blake

Chapter 30
Farr off
Th' Empyreal
Heav'n, Extended
Wide in Circuit,
Undetermined
Square or Round,
With Opal Towrs
And Battlements
Adorn'd of
Living Sapphire...
-John Milton

Chapter 31
For Empire
Is No More,
And now the
Lion & Wolf
Shall cease.
-William Blake

Chapter 32
The Morn~
ing comes, the
Night DECAYS,
The Watchmen
LEAVE their
stations...
-William Blake

Chapter 33
Sweet Spring
Full of sweet
days and
Roses, A box
Where sweets
compacted Lie
-George Herbert

Chapter 34
Shew you all
Alive the World,
Where Every
Particle of
Dust Breathes
Forth its Joy
-William Blake

Chapter 35
The Birth-
Day of my
Life is come,
My Love is
Come to me
-Christina Rossetti

Chapter 36
But Fate Does
Iron Wedges
Drive, and
Alwais crowds
itself betwixt.
-Andrew Marvell

Chapter 37
My Soul, Do
Not Seek
Eternal Life,
But
Exhaust the
Realm of
the Possible.
-Pindar