Finds progress, man's distinctive mark alone, Not God's, and not the beast's; God is, they are, Man partly is, and wholly hopes to be.
Genius has somewhat of the infantine; but of the childish not a touch or taint.
Love is energy of life.
Ah, love, - you are my unutterable blessing.....I am in full sunshine now.
Make no more giants, God!But elevate the race at once!
Strike when thou wilt, the hour of rest, but let my last days be my best.