Sunrise: Day's Great Progenitor.

To Multiply The Harbors Does Not Reduce The Sea.

I Know Nothing In The World That Has As Much Power As A Word. Sometimes I Write One, And I Look At It, Until It Begins To Shine.

You Ask Of My Companions. Hills, Sir, And The Sundown, And A Dog As Large As Myself.

Experiment Has A Stimulus Which Withers Its Fear.

Apparently With No Surprise To Any Happy Flower The Frost Beheads It At Its Play -- In Accidental Power -- The Blonde Assassin Passes On -- The Sun Proceeds Unmoved To Measure Off Another Day For An Approving God.