Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! For the happy groom is near, Tall as Mars, and statelier, Hear the wedding song!
Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees
Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.
May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
I would not think to touch the sky with two arms
Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.