What's a man's age? He must hurry more, that's all; Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold.
Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
Time'swheelsrunsbackor stops: Potterand clayendure.
When pain ends, gain ends too.
He who did well in war just earns the right, To begin doing well in peace.
Ah, love, - you are my unutterable blessing.....I am in full sunshine now.