Brightest Truth, Purest Trust In The Universe,

The Body Sprang At Once To The Height, And Stayed; But The Soul,-no!

The Great Mind Knows The Power Of Gentleness.

Such Ever Was Love's Way: To Rise, It Stoops.

Fail I Alone, In Words And Deeds? Why, All Men Strive And Who Succeeds?

And Inasmuch As Feeling, The East's Gift, Is Quick And Transient,- Comes, And Lo! Is Gone, While Northern Thought Is Slow And Durable.