How Very Hard It Is

From The Sprinkled Isles, Lily On Lily, That O'erlace The Sea.

Man Partly Is And Wholly Hopes To Be.

Since There My Past Life Lies, Why Alter It?

Imperfection Means Perfection Hid.

When A Man's Busy, Why Leisure Strikes Him As Wonderful Pleasure: 'faith, And At Leisure Once Is He? Straightway He Wants To Be Busy.