A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free.
Lady of the Mere, Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.
Dreams, books, are each a world.
We bow our heads before Thee, and we laud, And magnify thy name Almighty God! But man is thy most awful instrument, In working out a pure intent.
Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry; and these we adore; Plain living and high thinking are no more.
[Mathematics] is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.