Don't Cry Upon You Losses

Justice Is The Soul Of The Universe.

So When That Angel Of The Darker Drink, At Last Shall Find You By The River-brink, And, Offering His Cup, Invite Your Soul Forth To Your Lips To Quaff-you Shall Not Shrink.

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.

It’s Too Bad If A Heart Lacks Fire, And Is Deprived Of The Light Of A Heart Ablaze. The Day On Which You Are Without Passionate Love Is The Most Wasted Day Of Your Life.

I Sent My Soul Through The Invisible, Some Letter Of That After-life To Spell: And By And By My Soul Return'd To Me, And Answer'd: 'i Myself Am Heav'n And Hell