Write To The Mind And Heart, And

Respect Is What We Owe; Love, What We Give.

Oh, Could We Lift The Future's Sable Shroud.

Fulfill Thy Fate! Be-do-bear-and Thank God.

Poets Are All Who Love, Who Feel Great Truths, And Tell Them; And The Truth Of Truths Is Love.

Night Comes, World-jewelled, . . . The Stars Rush Forth In Myriads As To Wage War With The Lines Of Darkness; And The Moon, Pale Ghost Of Night, Comes Haunting The Cold Earth After The Sun's Red Sea-death--quietless.