To justify God's ways to man.

Good religious poetry... is likely to be most justly appreciated and most discriminately relished by the undevout.

Tomorrow, more's the pity, Away we both must hie, To air the ditty and to earth I.

Ten thousand times I've done my best and all's to do again.

Some men are more interesting than their books but my book is more interesting than its man.

I sought them far and found them, The sure, the straight, the brave, The hearts I lost my own to, The souls I could not save They braced their belts about them, They crossed in ships the sea, They sought and found six feet of ground, And there they died for me.

On occasions, after drinking a pint of beer at luncheon, there would be a flow into my mind with sudden and unaccountable emotion, sometimes a line or two of verse, sometimes a whole stanza, accompanied, not preceded by a vague notion of the poem which they were destined to form a part of.... I say bubble up because, so far as I could make out, the source of the suggestions thus proffered to the brain was the pit of the stomach.