Write me of hope and love, and hearts that endured.
Judge tenderly of me.
Grant me, O Lord, a sunny mind-Thy windy will to bear!
'Arcturus' is his other name- I'd rather call him 'Star.' It's very mean of Science To go and interfere!
Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea Past the houses, past the headlands Into deep eternity! Bred as we, among the mountains Can the sailor understand The divine intoxication Of the first league out from land?
... I have no letter from the dead, yet daily love them more.