Every One Soon Or Late

Would You Have Your Songs Endure? Build On The Human Heart.

Of What I Call God, And Fools Call Nature.

Our Aspirations Are Our Responsibilities.

Only I Discern Infinite Passion, And The Pain Of Finite Hearts That Yearn.

And I Have Written Three Books On The Soul, Proving Absurd All Written Hitherto, And Putting Us To Ignorance Again.