Happy The Man Who Sees A God

They Best Can Judge A Poet's Worth, Who Oft Themselves Have Known The Pangs Of A Poetic Birth By Labours Of Their Own.

Glory, Built On Selfish Principles, Is Shame And Guilt.

Religion! What Treasure Untold Resides In That Heavenly Word!

No Man Can Be A Patriot On An Empty Stomach.

When I Thinkof My Own Native Land, In A Moment I Seem To Be There; But Alas! Recollection At Hand Soon Hurries Me Back To Despair.