And I Must Bear What Is Ordained

Eyes Of Gentianellas Azure, Staring, Winking At The Skies.

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

The Beautiful Seems Right By Force Of Beauty And The Feeble Wrong Because Of Weakness.

Who So Loves Believes The Impossible.

We All Have Known Good Critics, Who Have Stamped Out Poet's Hopes; Good Statesmen, Who Pulled Ruin On The State; Good Patriots, Who, For A Theory, Risked A Cause; Good Kings, Who Disemboweled For A Tax; Good Popes, Who Brought All Good To Jeopardy; Good Christians, Who Sat Still In Easy-chairs; And Damned The General World For Standing Up. Now, May The Good God Pardon All Good Men!