I Think, Am Sure, A Brother's Love

I Count Life Just A Stuff To Try The Soul's Strength On.

All Poetry Is Putting The Infinite Within The Finite.

Make No More Giants, God!but Elevate The Race At Once!

Inscribe All Human Effort With One Word, Artistry's Haunting Curse, The Incomplete!

The Common Problem, Yours, Mine, Everyone's Is ? Not To Fancy What Were Fair In Life Provided It Could Be ? But, Finding First What May Be, Then Find How To Make It Fair Up To Our Means.