The saints will aid if men will call: For the blue sky bends over all.

He prayeth well who loveth well Both man and bird and beast.

He prayeth best who loveth best All things, both great and small.

Pray to be perfect, though material leaven Forbid the spirit so on earth to be; But if for any wish thou darest not pray, Then pray to God to cast that wish away.

Poetry: the best words in the best order.

I wish our clever young poets would remember my homely definitions of prose and poetry; that is, prose = words in their best order; poetry = the best words in the best order