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Be sure that God Ne'er dooms to waste the strength he deigns impart.
The body sprang At once to the height, and stayed; but the soul,-no!
No, when the fight begins within himself, / A man's worth something.
The great beacon light God sets in all, the conscience of each bosom.
This could but have happened once,- And we missed it, lost it forever.
Who knows most, doubts most; entertaining hope means recognizing fear.
Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?
Where the apple reddens never pry - lest we lose our Edens, Eve and I.
Fail I alone, in words and deeds? Why, all men strive and who succeeds?
Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.
The only fault's with time; All men become good creatures: but so slow!
It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.
So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by thee.
Might she have loved me? just as well She might have hated, who can tell!
Strike when thou wilt, the hour of rest, but let my last days be my best.
Tis Man's to explore up and down, inch by inch, with the taper his reason.
Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.
I know what I want and what I might gain, and yet, how profitless to know.
He who did well in war just earns the right, To begin doing well in peace.
I hold that a man should strive to the uttermost for his life's set prize.
Ah, love, - you are my unutterable blessing.....I am in full sunshine now.
'Tis only when they spring to Heaven that angels reveal themselves to you.
A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: See all, nor be afraid!
O lyric Love, half angel and half bird. And all a wonder and a wild desire.
A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with.
Mothers, wives and maids, These be the tools with which priests manage men.
All June I bound the rose in sheaves, Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves.
The candid incline to surmise of late that the Christian faith proves false.
I have lived, And seen God's hand thro a life time, And all was for the best.
But little do or can the best of us: That little is achieved through Liberty.
Generations pass while some tree stands, and old families last not three oaks.
Genius has somewhat of the infantine; but of the childish not a touch or taint.
To me at least was never evening yet, but seemed far beautifuller than its day.
I was made and meant to look for you and wait for you and become yours forever.
Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat.
All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
So munch on, crunch on, take your nuncheon, Breakfast, supper, dinner, luncheon!
If thou tastest a crust of bread, thou tastest all the stars and all the heavens.
Things are where things are, and, as fate has willed, So shall they be fulfilled.
The devil, that old stager, who leads downward, perhaps, but fiddles all the way!
As is your sort of mind, So is your sort of search: You will find what you desire.
Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before Love, - Only sleep.
Perhaps one has to be very old before one learns to be amused rather than shocked.
God is seen God In the star, in the stone, in the flesh, in the soul and the clod.
Oh, the little more, and how much it is! And the little less, and what worlds away.
Inscribe all human effort with one word, artistry's haunting curse, the Incomplete!
Is your love for the Lord sufficient to give all your time and talents to his work?
If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing God invents.
Hatred and cark and care, what place have they / In yon blue liberality of heaven?.
My business is not to remake myself, but to make the absolute best of what God made.