A Good Poet Will Usually Borrow From

The True Church Can Never Fail. For It Is Based Upon A Rock.

The Communication Of The Dead Is Tongued With Fire Beyond The Language Of The Living.

To Make An End Is To Make A Beginning.

Yet With These April Sunsets, That Somehow Recall My Buried Life, And Paris In The Spring, I Feel Immeasurably At Peace, And Find The World To Be Wonderful And Youthful Afterall

It Takes So Many Years To Learn That One Is Dead.