What Hath Night To Do With Sleep?

They Also Serve Who Only Stand And Wait.

And Feel That I Am Happier Than I Know.

Yet Some There Be That By Due Steps Aspire To Lay Their Just Hands On That Golden Key That Opes The Palace Of Eternity.

And Pomp, And Feast, And Revelry, With Mask, And Antique Pageantry, Such Sights As Youthful Poets Dream On Summer Eves By Haunted Stream.

Reason Also Is Choice.