Finite To Fail, But Infinite To Venture.

Sunrise: Day's Great Progenitor.

Apparently With No Surprise To Any Happy Flower The Frost Beheads It At Its Play -- In Accidental Power -- The Blonde Assassin Passes On -- The Sun Proceeds Unmoved To Measure Off Another Day For An Approving God.

He Deposes Doom Who Hath Suffered Him.

Till It Has Loved, No Man Or Woman Can Become Itself.

Victory Comes Late-- And Is Held Low To Freezing Lips-- Too Rapt With Frost To Take It