Love, Hope, Fear, Faith - These Make

Look Not Down But Up!

How Good Is Life, The Mere Living!

Why Comes Temptation But For Man To Meet And Master And Make Crouch Beneath His Foot, And So Be Pedestaled In Triumph?

And Inasmuch As Feeling, The East's Gift, Is Quick And Transient,- Comes, And Lo! Is Gone, While Northern Thought Is Slow And Durable.

Still More Labyrinthine Buds The Rose.