Do Ye Hear The Children

For Poets (bear The Word) Half-poets Even, Are Still Whole Democrats.

He Who Breathes Deepest Lives Most.

But Love Me For Love's Sake, That Evermore Thou May'st Love On, Through Love's Eternity.

New Angel Mine, Unhoped For In The World!

With Stammering Lips And Insufficient Sound I Strive And Struggle To Deliver Right The Music Of My Nature.