What are heavy? Sea-sand and sorrow:
What are brief? To-day and to-morrow:
What are frail? Spring blossoms and youth:
What are deep? The ocean and truth.
by Patience Worth
From the depths of a garden,
Where scents of heliotrope linger,
And little golden-dusted blossoms nod,
Where the shadows write
Their merriment upon the flags,