At Painful Times, When Composition Is Impossible

Yes, I Answered You Last Night; No, This Morning, Sir, I Say: Colors Seen By Candle-light Will Not Look The Same By Day.

Yet How Proud We Are, In Daring To Look Down Upon Ourselves!

Life Treads On Life, And Heart On Heart; We Press Too Close In Church And Mart To Keep A Dream Or Grave Apart.

Gaze Up At The Stars Knowing That I See The Same Sky And Wish The Same Sweet Dreams.

The World's Male Chivalry Has Perished Out, But Women Are Knights-errant To The Last; And, If Cervantes Had Been Greater Still, He Had Made His Don A Donna.