There is no God any more divine than Yourself.
Henceforth I ask not good fortune. I myself am good fortune.
Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage, must in time be utterly lost.
TO the States or any one of them, or any city of the States, Resist much, obey little, Once unquestioning obedience, once fully enslaved, Once fully enslaved, no nation, state, city of this earth, ever after-ward resumes its liberty.
The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.
It is a beautiful truth that all men contain something of the artist in them. And perhaps it is the case that the greatest artists live and die, the world and themselves alike ignorant what they possess.