Talent Should Minister To Genius.

Needs There Groan A World In Anguish Just To Teach Us Sympathy?

I Judge People By What They Might Be, - Not Are, Nor Will Be.

The Moment Eternal - Just That And No More - When Ecstasy's Utmost We Clutch At The Core While Cheeks Burn, Arms Open, Eyes Shut, And Lips Meet!

Who Knows But The World May End Tonight

A Whole I Planned, Youth Shows But Half; Trust God: See All, Nor Be Afraid!