Ah, But A Man's Reach Should Exceed

There Is No Truer Truth Obtainable By Man Than Comes Of Music

Ignorance Is Not Innocence But Sin.

Each Life Unfulfilled, You See; It Hangs Still, Patchy And Scrappy: We Have Not Sighed Deep, Laughed Free, Starved, Feasted, Despaired,—been Happy.

'tis Only When They Spring To Heaven That Angels Reveal Themselves To You.

Let's Contend No More, Love, Strive Nor Weep: All Be As Before Love, - Only Sleep.