Genius has somewhat of the infantine; but of the childish not a touch or taint.
They are perfect; how else?-they shall never change: We are faulty; why not?-we have time in store.
Let friend trust friends, and love demand love's like.
Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.
Love is the energy of life.
Tis looking downward makes one dizzy.