Desire Joy And Thank God For It.

There Shall Never Be One Lost Good! What Was, Shall Live As Before; The Evil Is Null, Is Nought, Is Silence Implying Sound; What Was Good Shall Be Good, With For Evil So Much Good More; On The Earth The Broken Arcs; In The Heaven, A Perfect Round.

And Gain Is Gain, However Small.

Ah, But A Man's Reach Should Exceed His Grasp, Or What's A Heaven For?

Heart, Fear Nothing, For, Heart, Thou Shalt Find Her- Next Time, Herself!-not The Trouble Behind Her

Measure Your Mind's Height By The Shade It Casts.