Talent Should Minister To Genius.

Strike When Thou Wilt, The Hour Of Rest, But Let My Last Days Be My Best.

At Last Awake From Life, That Insane Dream We Take For Waking Now.

Desire Joy And Thank God For It. Renounce It, If Need Be, For Other's Sake. That's Joy Beyond Joy.

Make No More Giants, God!but Elevate The Race At Once!

One Who Never Turned His Back But Marched Breast Forward, Never Doubted Clouds Would Break, Never Dreamed, Though Right Were Worsted, Wrong Would Triumph, Held We Fall To Rise, Are Baffled To Fight Better, Sleep To Wake.