Do Ye Hear The Children Weeping, O

In Your Patience Ye Are Strong.

Tis Aye A Solemn Thing To Me To Look Upon A Babe That Sleeps-- Wearing In Its Spirit-deeps The Unrevealed Mystery Of Its Adam's Taint And Woe, Which, When They Revealed Lie, Will Not Let It Slumber So.

Thou Large-brain'd Woman And Large-hearted Man.

Souls Are Dangerous Things To Carry Straight Through All The Spilt Saltpetre Of This World.

What Is Genius But The Power Of Expressing A New Individuality?