Love Me Sweet With All Thou Art

How Many Desolate Creatures On The Earth Have Learnt The Simple Dues Of Fellowship And Social Comfort, In A Hospital.

Silence Is The Best Response To A Fool.

If Thou Must Love Me, Let It Be For Naught Except For Love's Sake Only.

The Beautiful Seems Right By Force Of Beauty And The Feeble Wrong Because Of Weakness.

Unless You Can Muse In A Crowd All Day On The Absent Face That Fixed You; Unless You Can Love, As The Angels May, With The Breadth Of Heaven Betwixt You; Unless You Can Dream That His Faith Is Fast, Through Behoving And Unbehoving; Unless You Can Die When The Dream Is Past — Oh, Never Call It Loving!