'tis Well Averred, A Scientific Faith's Absurd.

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

If Two Lives Join, There Is Oft A Scar. They Are One And One, With A Shadowy Third; One Near One Is Too Far.

Sappho Survives, Because We Sing Her Songs; And Eschylus, Because We Read His Plays!

The Only Fault's With Time; All Men Become Good Creatures: But So Slow!

I Hold That A Man Should Strive To The Uttermost For His Life's Set Prize.