Ah, Love, - You Are My Unutterable

You Never Know What Life Means Till You Die; Even Throughout Life, Tis Death That Makes Life Live.

A People Is But The Attempt Of Many To Rise To The Completer Life Of One; And Those Who Live As Models For The Mass Are Singly Of More Value Than They All.

Was There Nought Better Than To Enjoy? No Feat Which, Done, Would Make Time Break, And Let Us Pent-up Creatures Through Into Eternity, Our Due? No Forcing Earth Teach Heaven's Employ?

Stung By The Splendour Of A Sudden Thought.

A Face To Lose Youth For, To Occupy Age With The Dream Of, Meet Death With.