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Poetry Is Simply The Most Beautiful, Impressive, And Widely Effective Mode Of Saying Things.

To The Bible Men Will Return; And Why? Because They Cannot Do Without It.

The Pursuit Of Perfection, Then, Is The Pursuit Of Sweetness And Light.

With Aching Hands And Bleeding Feet We Dig And Heap, Lay Stone On Stone; We Bear The Burden And The Heat Of The Long Day, And Wish 'twere Done. Not Till The Hours Of Light Return All We Have Built Do We Discern.

Because Thou Must Not Dream, Thou Need Not Despair.