Tender Pauses Speak The Overflow

I Grieve For Life's Bright Promise, Just Shown And Then Withdrawn.

Flowers Spring Up Unsown And Die Ungathered.

The Mighty Rain Holds The Vast Empire Of The Sky Alone.

Truth, Crushed To Earth, Shall Rise Again.

So They, Who Climb To Wealth, Forget The Friends In Darker Fortunes Tried. I Copied Them--but I Regret That I Should Ape The Ways Of Pride.