What Youth Deemed Crystal, Age

Who Hears Music Feels His Solitude Peopled At Once.

Earth Is Crammed With Heavens.

All Poetry Is Difficult To Read - The Sense Of It Anyhow.

I Think, Am Sure, A Brother's Love Exceeds All The World's Loves In Its Unworldliness.

Fail I Alone, In Words And Deeds? Why, All Men Strive And Who Succeeds?