“We never know how high we are till we are called to rise. Then if we are true to form our statures touch the skies.”

“We never know how high we areTill we are called to rise;And then, if we are true to plan,Our statures touch the skies.The heroism we reciteWould be a daily thing,Did not ourselves the cubits warpFor fear to be a king.”

“For you know we do not mind our dressWhen we are going home”

“We journey to the day,And tell each other how we sang To keep the dark away.”

“Nature is what we know / Yet have not art to say / So impotent our wisdom is / To her simplicity.”

“We outgrow love like other things and put it in a drawer, till it an antique fashion shows like costumes grandsires wore.”

“That love is all there is, Is all we know of love.”