Today will die tomorrow.

Let weakness learn meekness.

Time stoops to no man's lure.

Love is more cruel than lust.

His speech is a burning fire.

Despair the twin-born of devotion.

Thou has conquered, O pale Galilean.

Change lays not her hand upon truth.

Blossom by blossom the spring begins.

Marvellous mercies and infinite love.

Fear that makes faith may break faith.

The beast faith lives on its own dung.

In hawthorn-time the heart grows light.

Change lays her hand not upon the truth.

Hope thou not much, and fear thou not at all.

In the world of dreams, I have chosen my part.

Forget that I remember And dream that I forget.

There grows No herb of help to heal a coward heart.

There is no safety-net to protect against attraction.

The sweetest flowers in all the world- A baby's hands.

Body and spirit are twins: God only knows which is which.

Though one were fair as roses His beauty clouds and closes.

Stately, kindly, lordly friend Condescend Here to sit by me.

His life is a watch or a vision Between a sleep and a sleep.

Glory to Man in the highest! For Man is the master of things.

As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead.

While three men hold together, the kingdoms are less by three.

There is no God found stronger than death; and death is a sleep.

Is not Precedent indeed a King of men? A Word from the Psalmist.

For words divide and rend But silence is most noble till the end.

Fate is a sea without a shore, and the soul is a rock that abides.

For whom all winds are quiet as the sun,/ All waters as the shore.

The tadpole poet will never grow into anything bigger than a frog.

Wherever there is a grain of loyalty there is a glimpse of freedom.

Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives.

I have lived long enough, having seen one thing, that love hath an end

Faith speaks when hope is disassembled; faith lives when hope dies dead.

The delight that consumes the desire, The desire that outruns the delight.

Hope knows not if fear speaks truth, nor fear whether hope be blind as she.

Our way is where God knows And Love knows where: We are in Love's hand to-day.

A young man with a very good past. [Fr., Un jeune homme d'un bien beau passe.]

My loss may shine yet goodlier than your gain When Time and God give judgment.

The sun is all about the world we see, the breath and strength of every spring.

Not with dreams, but with blood and with iron, Shall a nation be moulded at last.

Love, till dawn sunder night from day with fire Dividing my delight and my desire.

But now, you are twain, you are cloven apart Flesh of his flesh, but heart of my heart.

Yet leave me not; yet, if thou wilt, be free; love me no more, but love my love of thee.

The loves and hours of the life of a man, They are swift and sad, being born of the sea.

Life is the lust of a lamp for the light that is dark till the dawn of the day that we die.

I shall sleep, and move with the moving ships, Change as the winds change, veer in the tide.

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