Good To Forgive, Best To Forget.

What So Wild As Words Are?

Man Seeks His Own Good At The Whole World's Cost.

Things Are Where Things Are, And, As Fate Has Willed, So Shall They Be Fulfilled.

What? Was Man Made A Wheel-work To Wind Up, And Be Discharged, And Straight Wound Up Anew? No! Grown, His Growth Lasts; Taught, He Ne'er Forgets: May Learn A Thousand Things, Not Twice The Same.

Oh, The Little More, And How Much It Is! And The Little Less, And What Worlds Away.