Saw life steadily and saw it whole.

All knowledge is interesting to a wise man, and the knowledge of nature is interesting to all men.

Still bent to make some port he knows not where, still standing for some false impossible shore.

Now the great winds shoreward blow Now the salt tides seaward flow Now the wild white horses play Champ and chafe and toss in the spray.

Saw life steadily and saw it whole.

Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.

The freethinking of one age is the common sense of the next.