All Poetry Is Putting The Infinite Within

What's A Man's Age? He Must Hurry More, That's All; Cram In A Day, What His Youth Took A Year To Hold.

Hatred And Cark And Care, What Place Have They / In Yon Blue Liberality Of Heaven?.

As If True Pride Were Not Also Humble!

Once More On My Adventure Brave And New.

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.