What Frightens Me Is That Men Are

But Love Me For Love's Sake, That Evermore Thou May'st Love On, Through Love's Eternity.

Deep Violets, You Liken To The Kindest Eyes That Look On You, Without A Thought Disloyal.

The Greeks Said Grandly In Their Tragic Phrase, 'let No One Be Called Happy Till His Death;' To Which I Would Add, 'let No One, Till His Death, Be Called Unhappy.'

Let Us Be Content To Work To Do The Things We Can, And Not Presume To Fret Because It's Little.

Will That Light Come Again, As Now These Tears Come...falling Hot And Real!