Grow Old With Me! The Best Is

Measure Your Mind's Height By The Shade It Casts.

God Is The Perfect Poet, Who In His Person Acts His Own Creations.

I Know A Mount, The Gracious Sun Perceives First When He Visits, Last, Too, When He Leaves The World; And, Vainly Favored, It Repays The Day-long Glory Of His Steadfast Gaze By No Change Of Its Large Calm Front Of Snow.

I Do What Many Dream Of, All Their Lives

Oh The Wild Joys Of Living! The Leaping From Rock To Rock ... The Cool Silver Shock Of The Plunge In A Pool's Living Waters.