Yet How Proud We Are, In Daring

Oh, The Little Birds Sang East, And The Little Birds Sang West.

Suddenly, As Rare Things Will, It Vanished.

You're Something Between A Dream And A Miracle.

A Man May Love A Woman Perfectly, And Yet By No Means Ignorantly Maintain A Thousand Women Have Not Larger Eyes. Enough That She Alone Has Looked At Him With Eyes That, Large Or Small, Have Won His Soul.

The Man, Most Man, Works Best For Men: And, If Most Man Indeed, He Gets His Manhood Plainest From His Soul.