Load every rift with ore.
When I have fears that I may ceace to be, Before my pen has gleaned my teaming brain".
How does the poet speak to men with power, but by being still more a man than they
I am convinced more and more day by day that fine writing is next to fine doing, the top thing in the world.
Tall oaks branch charmed by the earnest stars Dream and so dream all night without a stir.
That which is creative must create itself.