And old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain.
Yet there are some resting-places, / Life's untroubled interludes; / Times when neither past nor future / On the soul's deep calm intrudes.
O fateful flower beside the rill- The Daffodil, the daffodil!
Man is the miracle in nature. God Is the One Miracle to man.
Tears are the showers that fertilize this world.
we wish for more in life rather than more of it.