Talent Should Minister To Genius.

No! Let Me Taste The Whole Of It, Fare Like My Peers, The Heroes Of Old, Bear The Brunt, In A Minute Pay Glad Life's Arrears Of Pain, Darkness And Cold.

In Heaven I Yearn For Knowledge, Account All Else Inanity; On Earth I Confess An Itch For The Praise Of Fools - That's Vanity

Night Conceals A World But Reveals A Universe.

This Could But Have Happened Once,- And We Missed It, Lost It Forever.

Who Knows Most, Doubts Most.