If I Had Caused The Cloud, It

I Lingered Round Them, Under That Benign Sky; Watched The Moths Fluttering Among The Heath And Hare-bells; Listened To The Soft Wind Breathing Through The Grass; And Wondered How Anyone Could Ever Imagine Unquiet Slumbers For The Sleepers In That Quiet Earth.

If You Ever Looked At Me Once With What I Know Is In You, I'd Be Your Slave.

No Coward Soul Is Mine, No Trembler In The World's Storm-troubled Sphere.

If I Could I Would Always Work In Silence And Obscurity, And Let My Efforts Be Known By Their Results.

If He Loved With All The Powers Of His Puny Being, He Couldn't Love As Much In Eighty Years As I Could In A Day.