There Was A Door To Which I

Tomorrow! - Why, Tomorrow I May Be Myself With Yesterday's Sev'n Thousand Years.

The Value Of Three Things Is Justly Appreciated By All Classes Of Men: Youth, By The Old; Health, By The Diseased; And Wealth, By The Needy.

A Moment's Halt-a Momentary Taste Of Being From The Well Amid The Waste- And, Lo! The Phantom Caravan Has Reach'd The Nothing It Set Out From. Oh, Make Haste!

Myself When Young Did Eagerly Frequent Doctor And Saint, And Heard Great Argument About It And About: But Evermore Came Out By The Same Door As In I Went.

There Was A Door To Which I Found No Key: There Was The Veil Through Which I Might Not See.