The Past Is Gained, Secure, And On

Unless You Can Love, As The Angels May, With The Breadth Of Heaven Betwixt You; Unless You Can Dream That His Faith Is Fast, Through Behoving And Unbeloving; Unless You Can Die When The Dream Is Past- Oh, Never Call It Loving!

A Lion May Die Of An Ass's Kick.

Let's Contend No More, Love, Strive Nor Weep: All Be As Before Love, - Only Sleep.

What I Aspired To Be And Was Not, Comforts Me.

Take Away Love And Our Earth Is A Tomb.