“Pain is hard to bear.... But with patience day by day Even this shall pass away.”

“Baby bye Here's a fly Let us watch him you and I. How he crawls Up the walls Yet he never falls.”

“Once in Persia reigned a king Who upon his signet ring Graved a maxim true and wise Which if held before the eyes Gave him counsel at a glance Fit for every change and chance. Solemn words and th...”

“Pain is hard to bear.... But with patience day by day Even this shall pass away.”

“Baby bye Here's a fly Let us watch him you and I. How he crawls Up the walls Yet he never falls.”

“Oh, Death was never enemy of ours!We laughed at him, we leagued with him, old chum.No soldier's paid to kick against His powers.We laughed, knowing that better men would come,And greater wars: whe...”

“I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.”

“It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road.”