Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.

My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea, and the heart of the great ocean sends a thrilling pulse through me.

The hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain.

Let him not boast who puts his armor on as he who puts it off, the battle done.

Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.

All was silent as before - All silent save the dripping rain.

Midnight! the outpost of advancing day! The frontier town and citadel of night!