Speak Boldly And Speak Truly,

Ask How To Live? Write, Write, Write, Anything; The World's A Fine Believing World, Write News.

Man Is His Own Star, And The Soul That Can, Render An Honest And A Perfect Man, Commands All Light, All Influence, All Fate: Nothing To Him Falls Early Or Too Late. Our Acts Are Angels Are, For Good Or Ill: Our Fatal Shadows That Walk By Us Still.

Drink Today, And Drown All Sorrow; You Shall Perhaps Not Do Tomorrow.

Come, Sing Now, Sing; For I Know You Sing Well; I See You Have A Singing Face.

Weep No More, Nor Sigh, Nor Groan, Sorrow Calls No Time That 's Gone; Violets Plucked, The Sweetest Rain Makes Not Fresh Nor Grow Again.