"And the one carried in the current said, "I am no more messiah than you. The river delights to lift us free, if only we ..."

"Why, universal plodding poisons up The nimble spirits in the arteries, As motion and long-during action tires The sinewy..."

"With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread..."