Such Ever Was Love's Way: To Rise,

Praise Is Deeper Than The Lips

I Know What I Want And What I Might Gain, And Yet, How Profitless To Know.

No, When The Fight Begins Within Himself, / A Man's Worth Something.

'tis Only When They Spring To Heaven That Angels Reveal Themselves To You.

Then Welcome Each Rebuff That Turns Earth's Smoothness Rough, Each Sting That Bids Nor Sit Nor Stand, But Go! Be Our Joys Three-parts Pain! Strive, And Hold Cheap The Strain; Learn, Nor Account The Pang; Dare, Never Grudge The Throe!