Earth Being So Good, Would

A Face To Lose Youth For, To Occupy Age With The Dream Of, Meet Death With.

How Very Hard It Is To Be A Christian!

There Shall Never Be One Lost Good! What Was, Shall Live As Before; The Evil Is Null, Is Nought, Is Silence Implying Sound; What Was Good Shall Be Good, With For Evil So Much Good More; On The Earth The Broken Arcs; In The Heaven, A Perfect Round.

Be Sure They Sleep Not Whom God Needs.

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