Darius was clearly of the opinion That the air is also mans dominion, And that, with paddle or fin or pinion, We soon or late Shall navigate The azure, as now we sail the sea.
Of nothing comes nothing: springs rise not above Their source in the far-hidden heart of the mountains: Whence then have descended the Wisdom and Love That in man leap to light in intelligent fountains?
If you will observe, it does nt take A man of giant mould to make A giant shadow on the wall; And he who in our daily sight Seems but a figure mean and small, Outlined in Fames illusive light, May stalk, a silhouette sublime, Across the canvas of his time.
I keep some portion of my early gleam; Brokenly bright, like moonbeams on a river, It lights my life, a far illusive dream, Moves as I move, and leads me on forever.