Reign, and keep life in this our deep desire— — Jean Ingelow

"Let me be only sure; for sooth to tell The sorest dole is doubt."

"Man dwells apart, though not alone, He walks among his peers unread; The best of thoughts which he hath known, For lack of listeners are not said."

"When our thoughts are born, Though they be good and humble, one should mind How they are reared, or some will go astray And shame their mother."

"But two are walking apart forever And wave their hands for a mute farewell."

"Is there never a chink in the world above Where they listen for words from below?"

"Crowds of bees are giddy with clover Crowds of grasshoppers skip at our feet, Crowds of larks at their matins hang over, Thanking the Lord for a life so sweet."