A Minute's Success Pays The Failure Of

Where The Apple Reddens Never Pry - Lest We Lose Our Edens, Eve And I.

Stand Still, True Poet That You Are! I Know You; Let Me Try And Draw You. Some Night You'll Fail Us: When Afar You Rise, Remember One Man Saw You, Knew You, And Named A Star!

For I Say This Is Death And The Sole Death,- When A Man's Loss Comes To Him From His Gain, Darkness From Light, From Knowledge Ignorance, And Lack Of Love From Love Made Manifest.

My Business Is Not To Remake Myself, But To Make The Absolute Best Of What God Made.

What Of Soul Was Left, I Wonder, When The Kissing Had To Stop?