One Sip Of This Will Bathe The

Knowledge Cannot Defile, Nor Consequently The Books, If The Will And Conscience Be Not Defiled.

Where More Is Meant Than Meets The Ear.

Taste This, And Be Henceforth Among The Gods Thyself A Goddess.

Awake, Arise Or Be For Ever Fall’n.

As Children Gath'ring Pebbles On The Shore. Or If I Would Delight My Private Hours With Music Or With Poem, Where So Soon As In Our Native Language Can I Find That Solace?