Be Sure They Sleep Not

Oh, The Little More, And How Much It Is! And The Little Less, And What Worlds Away.

Let's Contend No More, Love, Strive Nor Weep: All Be As Before Love, - Only Sleep.

Finds Progress, Man's Distinctive Mark Alone, Not God's, And Not The Beast's; God Is, They Are, Man Partly Is, And Wholly Hopes To Be.

I See My Way As Birds Their Trackless Way. I Shall Arrive,- What Time, What Circuit First, I Ask Not; But Unless God Send His Hail Or Blinding Fire-balls, Sleet Or Stifling Snow, In Some Time, His Good Time, I Shall Arrive: He Guides Me And The Bird. In His Good Time.

There Is Nothing So Unpardonable As To Consent To A Senseless, Aimless, Purposeless Life.