Ignorance is not innocence but sin.
God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinquency.
Of what I call God, And fools call Nature.
Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.
Day! Faster and more fast. O'er night's brim, day boils at last.
Needs there groan a world in anguish just to teach us sympathy?