Children Use The Fist Until They Are

All Actual Heroes Are Essential Men, And All Men Possible Heroes.

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

Earth's Crammed With Heaven.

You Believe In God, For Your Part?--that He Who Makes Can Make Good Things From Ill Things, Best From Worst, As Men Plant Tulips Upon Dunghills When They Wish Them Finest.

For Frequent Tears Have Run; The Colours From My Life.