Wisdom and spirit of the Universe!
One of those heavenly days that cannot die.
I should dread to disfigure the beautiful ideal of the memories of illustrious persons with incongruous features, and to sully the imaginative purity of classical works with gross and trivial recollections.
But hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity.
A youth to whom was given So much of earth, so much of heaven.
Give all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore of nicely-caluculated less or more.