Make No More Giants, God!but Elevate The

O Never Star Was Lost; Here We All Aspire To Heaven And There Is Heaven Above Us. If I Stoop Into A Dark Tremendous Sea Of Cloud, It Is But For A Time; I Press God's Lamp Close To My Breast; Its Splendor Soon Or Late Will Pierce The Gloom. I Shall Emerge Some Day.

What I Aspired To Be And Was Not, Comforts Me.

Kiss Me As If You Made Believe You Were Not Sure This Eve, How My Face, Your Flower, Had Pursed It's Petals Up.

Lost, Lost! One Moment Knelled The Woe Of Years.

Would You Have Your Songs Endure? Build On The Human Heart.