The World Is Charged With The Grandeur

Even With One Companion Ecstasy Is Almost Banished.

Searching Nature I Taste Self But At One Tankard, That Of My Own Being.

The Best Ideal Is The True And Other Truth Is None. All Glory Be Ascribed To The Holy Three In One.

I Can Scarcely Fancy Myself To Ask A Superior To Publish A Volume Of My Verse And I Own That Humanly There Is Very Little Likelihood Of That Ever Coming To Pass. And To Be Sure If I Chose To Look At Things On One Side And Not The Other I Could Of Course Regret This Bitterly. But There Is More Peace And It Isthe Holier Lot To Be Unknown Than To Be Known.

Life Death All Does End And Each Day Dies With Sleep.