Poetry Fettered Fetters The Human Race.

O Earth, O Earth, Return! Arise From Out The Dewy Grass; Night Is Worn; And The Morn Rises From The Slumbrous Mass.

Energy Is The Only Life, And Is From The Body; And Reason Is The Bound Or Outward Circumference Of Energy. Energy Is Eternal Delight.

Drive Your Cart And Plow Over The Bones Of The Dead.

Never Seek To Tell Thy Love; Love That Never Told Can Be. For The Gentle Wind Does Move Silently.. Invisibly.

Knowledge Of Ideal Beauty Is Not To Be Acquired. It Is Born With Us. Innate Ideas Are In Every Man, Born With Him; Theyare Truly Himself.