Lose Who May-i Still Can Say, Those

Graved Inside Of It, "italy".

Wander At Will, Day After Day,-- Wander Away, Wandering Still-- Soul That Canst Soar! Body May Slumber: Body Shall Cumber Soul-flight No More.

When I Love Most, Love Is Disguised. In Hate; And When Hate Is Surprised, In Love, Then I Hate Most.

The Body Sprang At Once To The Height, And Stayed; But The Soul,-no!

Who Knows Most, Doubts Most; Entertaining Hope Means Recognizing Fear.