The body sprang At once to the height, and stayed; but the soul,-no!
Earth is crammed with heavens.
He guides me and the bird. In His good time!
Desire joy and thank God for it. Renounce it, if need be, for other's sake. That's joy beyond joy.
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, 'A whole I planned, youth shows but half; Trust God: See all, nor be afraid!
Measure your mind's height by the shade it casts.