Oh, How With More Than Dreams The

With Our Short Sight We Affect To Take A Comprehensive View Of Eternity. Our Horizon Is The Universe.

We Wear The Mask That Grins And Lies.

You Are Sweet, O Love, Dear Love,you Are Soft As The Nesting Dove.come To My Heart And Bring It Restas The Bird Flies Home To Its Welcome Nest.

This, This Indeed Is To Be Accursed, For If We Mortals Love, Or If We Sing, We Count Our Joys Not By What We Have, But By What Kept Us From That Perfect Thing.

Poor Conceited Humanity! Interpreters Of God Indeed.