Only The Soldier Is A Free Man,

What Reason, Like The Careful Ant, Draws Laboriously Together, The Wind Of Accident Sometimes Collects In A Moment.

Without A Home Must The Soldier Go, A Changeful Wanderer, And Can Warm Himself At No Home-lit Hearth.

Love Guides The Stars Towards Each Other, The World Plan Endures Only Through Love.

It Hinders The Creative Work Of The Mind If The Intellect Examines Too Closely The Ideas As They Pour In.

Measure Not By The Scale Of Perfection The Meager Product Of Reality.