You Are An Alchemist; Make Gold Of

This Is The Very Coinage Of Your Brain: This Bodiless Creation Ecstasy.

Sweets To The Sweet.

This Thought Is As A Death.

For Precious Friends Hid In Death's Dateless Night.

Love All, Trust A Few, Do Wrong To None: Be Able For Thine Enemy Rather In Power Than Use; And Keep Thy Friend Under Thy Own Life's Key: Be Check'd For Silence, But Never Tax'd For Speech.