Humility Is The Secret Of The Wise.

The Wave Of Evil Washes All Our Institutions Alike.

In Nature, All Is Useful, All Is Beautiful

Converse With A Mind That Is Grandly Simple, And Literature Looks Like Word-catching.

When A Thought Of Plato Becomes A Thought To Me,--when A Truth That Fired The Soul Of Pindar Fires Mine, Time Is No More. When I Feel That We Two Meet In A Perception, That Our Two Souls Are Tinged With The Same Hue, And Do As It Were Run Into One, Why Should I Measure Degrees Of Latitude, Why Should I Count Egyptian Years?

My Hours Are Peaceful Centuries.