The Snows And The Roses Of Yesterday

. . . The Weal Of The Race, And The Cause Of Humanity, Here And Now, Are Enough To Give Life Meaning And Death As Well.

The Snows And The Roses Of Yesterday Are Vanished; And What Is Love But A Rose That Fades?

The Spiritual Kinship Between Lincoln And Whitman Was Founded Upon Their Americanism, Their Essential Westernism. Whitman Had Grown Up Without Much Formal Education; Lincoln Had Scarcely Any Education. One Had Become The Notable Poet Of The Day; One The Orator Of The Gettsyburg Address. It Was Inevitable That Whitman As A Poet Should Turn With A Feeling Of Kinship To Lincoln, And Even Without Any Association Or Contact Feel That Lincoln Was His.

In Time You Shall See Fate Approach Youin The Shape Of Your Own Image In The Mirror;or You Shall Sit Alone By Your Own Hearth,and Suddenly The Chair By You Shall Hold A Guest,and You Shall Know That Guest,and Read The Authentic Message Of His Eyes.

To Put Meaning In One's Life May End In Madness, But Life Without Meaning Is The Torture Of Restlessness And Vague Desire-it Is A Boat Longing For The Sea And Yet Afraid.