Lord, I do fear Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year My soul is all but out of me-let fall No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.

Pour away despair and rinse the cup. Eat happiness like bread.

Not for the flag Of any land because myself was born there Will I give up my life. But I will love that land where man is free, And that will I defend.

I know what my heart is like Since your love died: It is like a hollow ledge Holding a little pool Left there by the tide, A little tepid pool, Drying inward from the edge.

I am not a tentative person. Whatever I do, I give up my whole self to it.

I saw and heard, and knew at last The How and Why of all things, past, and present, and forevermore.

O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!