Twere Too Absurd To Slight For The

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!

I Think, Am Sure, A Brother's Love Exceeds All The World's Loves In Its Unworldliness.

Oh, The Little More, And How Much It Is! And The Little Less, And What Worlds Away.

Good To Forgive, Best To Forget.

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