 I don't say what God is, but a name That somehow answers us when we are driven To feel and think how little we have to do With what we are. |
| For when a woman is left too much alone, sooner or later she begins to think;- And no man knows what then she may discover. |
| Youth sees too far to see how near it is To seeing farther. |
| I shall have more to say when I am dead. |
| He knows much of what men paint themselves would blister in the light of what they are. |
| She knows as well as anyone that pity, having played, soon tires. |
| Love must have wings to fly away from love, and to fly back again. |
