Ah Love! Could You And I With

I Came Like Water, And Like Wind I Go.

You Know How Little While We Have To Stay, And, Once Departed, May Return No More.

He Who Has One Enemy Shall Meet Him Everywhere.

Myself When Young Did Eagerly Frequent Doctor And Saint, And Heard Great Argument About It And About: But Evermore Came Out By The Same Door As In I Went.

Why, All The Saints And Sages Who Discuss'd Of The Two Worlds So Wisely - They Are Thrust Like Foolish Prophets Forth; Their Words To Scorn Are Scattered, And Their Mouths Are Stopped With Dust.