Poetry Is A Mirror Which Makes Beautiful

Man's Yesterday May Never Be Like His Morrow; Nought May Endure But Mutability.

Let There Be Light! Said Liberty , And Like Sunrise From The Sea, Athens Arose!

A Sensitive Plant In A Garden Grew, And The Young Winds Fed It With Silver Dew, And It Opened Its Fan Like Leaves To The Light, And Closed Them Beneath The Kisses Of Night.

I Silently Laugh At My Own Cenotaph, And Out Of The Caverns Of Rain, Like A Child From The Womb, Like A Ghost From The Tomb, I Arise And Unbuild It Again.

Poetry Strengthens That Faculty Which Is The Organ Of The Moral Nature Of Man, In The Same Manner As Exercise Strengthens A Limb.