The Same Heart Beats In Every Human

When Byron's Eyes Were Shut In Death, We Bow'd Our Head And Held Our Breath. He Taught Us Little; But Our Soul Had Felt His Like A Thunder Roll. . . . We Watch'd The Fount Of Fiery Life Which Serv'd For That Titanic Life.

Change Doth Unknit The Tranquil Strength Of Men.

Waiting For The Spark From Heaven To Fall.

What Shelter To Grow Ripe Is Ours? What Leisure To Grow Wise?

Saw Life Steadily And Saw It Whole.