Time's waters will not ebb nor stay.
For as fire is kindled by fire, so is a poet's mind kindled by contact with a brother poet.
Sun of my soul! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near.
When you find yourself overpowered, as it were, by melancholy, the best way is to go out and do something.
And help us, this and every day, to live more nearly as we pray.
Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear, It is not night if thou be near. Oh, may no earthborn cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.