Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems

Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you?

Youth, large, lusty, loving -- Youth, full of grace, force, fascination. Do you know that Old Age may come after you with equal grace, force, fascination?

You will hardly know who I am or what I mean

Surely whoever speaks to me in the right voice, him or her shall I follow.

Praised be the fathomless universe, for life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious.

Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you.