Creep Into Thy Narrow Bed, Creep, And

Life Is Not Having And Getting, But Being And Becoming

And That Sweet City With Her Dreaming Spires, She Needs Not June For Beauty's Heightening.

Mind Is A Light Which The Gods Mock Us With, To Lead Those False Who Trust It.

Business Could Not Make Dull, Nor Passion Wild; Who Saw Life Steadily, And Saw It Whole.

Resolve To Be Thyself: And Know That He Who Finds Himself, Loses His Misery.