Get Leave To Work In This World,--'tis

Love That Endures, From Life That Disappears!

But Love Me For Love's Sake, That Evermore Thou May'st Love On, Through Love's Eternity.

What Is Art But The Life Upon The Larger Scale, The Higher. When, Graduating Up In A Spiral Line Of Still Expanding And Ascending Gyres, It Pushes Toward The Intense Significance Of All Things, Hungry For The Infinite?

The Essence Of All Beauty, I Call Love.

O Earth, So Full Of Dreary Noises! O Men, With Wailing In Your Voices! O Delved Gold, The Wader's Heap! O Strife, O Curse, That O'er It Fall! God Makes A Silence Through You All, And "giveth His Beloved, Sleep.