Afterwards I thought it best to spare you any more farewells, which are upon human lips, of all words, the most natural, and of all the most painful. - Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The world of books is still the world, I write, And both worlds have God’s providence, thank God, To keep and hearten: with some struggle, indeed, Among the breakers, some hard swimming through The deeps - I lost breath in my soul sometimes And cried, ”God save me if there’s any God,” But even so, God saved me; and, being dashed From error on to error, every turn Still brought me nearer to the central truth.

تغير وجه العالم في ظني..منذ سمعت خطو روحك أول مرة

And Marlowe, Webster, Fletcher, Ben,
Whose fire-hearts sowed our furrows when
The world was worthy of such men.