Yet there are some resting-places, / Life's untroubled interludes; / Times when neither past nor future / On the soul's deep calm intrudes.

I have lived life long enough to thank God that all my prayers have not been answered

Tears are the showers that fertilize this world.

O fateful flower beside the rill- The Daffodil, the daffodil!

And old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain.

There's no dew left on the daisies and clover; there's no rain left in heaven.

It is not reason which makes faith hard, but life.