As The Master So The

The Heart Is Its Own Fate.

Mind And Night Will Meet, Though In Silence, Like Forbidden Lovers.

Who Can Mistake Great Thoughts? They Seize Upon The Mind; Arrest And Search, And Shake It; Bow The Tall Soul As By Wind; Rush Over It Like A River Reeds.

England! My Country, Great And Free! Heart Of The World, I Leap To Thee!

He Is A Fool Who Is Not For Love And Beauty. I Speak Unto The Young, For I Am Of Them And Always Shall Be.