Sad Patience, Too Near Neighbour To Despair.

Goethe In Weimar Sleeps, And Greece, Long Since, Saw Byron 's Struggle Cease.

Coleridge: Poet And Philosopher Wrecked In A Mist Of Opium.

To Hear The World Applaud The Hollow Ghost Which Blamed The Living Man.

Thought And Science Follow Their Own Law Of Development; They Are Slowly Elaborated In The Growth And Forward Pressure Of Humanity, In What Shakespeare Calls ...the Prophetic Soul, Of The Wide World Dreaming On Things To Come.

Calm's Not Life's Crown, Though Calm Is Well.