Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.

Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.

The same words conceal and declare the thoughts of men.

Once he drew-with one long kiss-My whole soul through his lips.

If thou shouldst never see my face again, pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.

And is there any moral shut/ Within the bosom of the rose?