He Who Has Most Of Heart Knows

For Ivy Climbs The Crumbling Hall To Decorate Decay.

Where Imperfection Ceaseth, Heaven Begins.

The Value Of A Thought Cannot Be Told.

I Cannot Be Content With Less Than Heaven; Living, And Comprehensive Of All Life. Thee, Universal Heaven, Celestial All; Thee, Sacrjd Seat Of Intellective Time; Field Of The Soul 's Best Wisdom : Home Of Truth , Star-throned.

Remember That Thy Heart Will Shed Its Pleasures As Thine Eye Its Tears, And Both Leave Loathsome Furrows.