Is Not The Core Of Nature In

True Religion Teaches Us To Reverence What Is Under Us, To Recognize Humility And Poverty, And, Despite Mockery And Disgrace, Wretchedness, Suffering, And Death, As Things Divine.

Two Souls, Alas, Are Housed Within My Breast, And Each Will Wrestle For The Mastery There.

Out Of Moderation A Pure Happiness Springs.

Every Step Of Life Shows Much Caution Is Required.

At Bottom, No Real Object Is Unpoetical, If The Poet Knows How To Use It Properly.