Heart's ease of pansy, pleasure or thought, Which would the picture give us of these? Surely the heart that conceived it sought Heart's ease.

Though one were fair as roses His beauty clouds and closes.

My loss may shine yet goodlier than your gain When Time and God give judgment.

Not with dreams, but with blood and with iron, Shall a nation be moulded at last.

The delight that consumes the desire, The desire that outruns the delight.

Stately, kindly, lordly friend Condescend Here to sit by me.

Sleep; and if life was bitter to thee, pardon, If sweet, give thanks; thou hast no more to live; And to give thanks is good, and to forgive.