What's a man's age? He must hurry more, that's all Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold.
Finds progress, man's distinctive mark alone, Not God's, and not the beast's God is, they are, Man partly is, and wholly hopes to be.
It is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least.
Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven.
I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.
Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious men still climb and climb, with great labor, and incessant anxiety, but never reach the top.
White shall not neutralize the black, nor good compensate bad in man, absolve him so: life's business being just the terrible choice.
Love, hope, fear, faith - these make humanity These are its sign and note and character.
Love, hope, fear, faith - these make humanity These are its sign and note and character.