All life long crying without avail$$$ <br>As the water all night long is crying to me.

Then it dawned upon me with a certain suddenness that I was different from the others; or like$$$ mayhap$$$ in heart and life and longing$$$ but shut out from their world by a vast veil.

Then$$$ as the storm burst round him$$$ he rose slowly to his feet and turned his closed eyes toward the Sea. And the world whistled in his ears.

Clear and sweet is my soul$$$ clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.

There is no way out or round or through.

Every person according to his light$$$ said Ames "You must help the world express itself. Use will make your powers endure..."

We look to Scotland for all our ideas of civilisation.

In your rocking-chair$$$ by your window dreaming$$$ shall you long$$$ alone. In your rocking- chair$$$ by your window$$$ shall you dream such happiness as you may never feel.

The soul that is within me$$$ no man can degrade.

Time is how you spend your love.