Light-enchanted Sunflower, Thou Who Gazest

For Even In Dreams A Good Deed Is Not Lost.

No Virtue Can Be Real That Has Not Been Tried. The Gold In The Crucible Alone Is Perfect; The Loadstone Tests The Steel, And The Diamond Is Tried By The Diamond, While Metals Gleam The Brighter In The Furnace.

Great Events Have Sent Before Them Their Announcements.

Our Treasures Trifles Seem, And All Our Life Is Dreaming, And The Dreams Themselves Are Dreams.

These Flowers, Which Were Splendid And Sprightly, Waking In The Dawn Of The Morning, In The Evening Will Be A Pitiful Frivolity, Sleeping In The Cold Night's Arms.