Men Love In Haste, But They Detest

Man's Love Is Of Man's Life A Part; It Is A Woman's Whole Existence. In Her First Passion, A Woman Loves Her Lover, In All The Others All She Loves Is Love.

Above Or Love, Hope, Hate Or Fear, It Lives All Passionless And Pure: An Age Shall Fleet Like Earthly Year; Its Years In Moments Shall Endure. Away, Away, Without A Wing, O'er All, Through All, Its Thought Shall Fly; A Nameless And Eternal Thing, Forgetting What It Was To Die.

Christians Have Burnt Each Other, Quite Persuaded. That All The Apostles Would Have Done As They Did.

And If I Laugh At Any Mortal Thing, 'tis That I May Not Weep.

Till Taught By Pain, Men Know Not Water's Worth.