Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time with a gift of tears, Grief with a glass that ran .

Sorrow, on wing through the world for ever, Here and there for awhile would borrow Rest, if rest might haply deliver Sorrow.

The sun is all about the world we see, the breath and strength of every spring.

The highest spiritual quality, the noblest property of mind a man can have, is this of loyalty ... a man with no loyalty in him, with no sense of love or reverence or devotion due to something outside and above his poor daily life, with its pains and pleasures, profits and losses, is as evil a case as man can be.

A baby's feet, like sea-shells pink Might tempt, should heaven see meet, An angel's lips to kiss, we think, A baby's feet.

Who knows but on their sleep may rise Such light as never heaven let through To lighten earth from Paradise?

Hope thou not much, and fear thou not at all.