 All June I bound the rose in sheaves, Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves. |
| Measure your mind's height by the shade it casts. |
| Ignorance is not innocence but sin. |
| Love, hope, fear, faith - these make humanity; These are its sign and note and character. |
| Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn. |
| A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with. |
| Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven. |
| The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength. |
| Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure. |
| Oh, the little more, and how much it is! And the little less, and what worlds away. |
| Autumn wins you best by this, its mute Appeal to sympathy for its decay. |
| 'Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do. |
| Finds progress, man's distinctive mark alone, Not God's, and not the beast's; God is, they are, Man partly is, and wholly hopes to be. |
| Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for? |
| But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past? |
| So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by thee. |
| Why comes temptation but for man to meet And master and make crouch beneath his foot, And so be pedestaled in triumph? |
| It is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least. |
| No, when the fight begins within himself, A man's worth something. |
| Every one soon or late comes round by Rome. |
