Never Brag, Never Bluster, Never Blush.

All Poetry Is Difficult To Read - The Sense Of It Anyhow.

As Is Your Sort Of Mind, So Is Your Sort Of Search: You Will Find What You Desire.

Out Of Your Whole Life Give But A Moment! All Of Your Life That Has Gone Before, All To Come After It, -so You Ignore, So You Make Perfect The Present, Condense, In A Rapture Of Rage, For Perfection's Endowment, Thought And Feeling And Soul And Sense.

The Ultimate, Angels' Law, Indulging Every Instinct Of The Soul There Where Law, Life, Joy, Impulse Are One Thing!

In The Morning Of The World, When Earth Was Nigher Heaven Than Now.