Whence Comes Solace? - Not From Seeing What Is Doing, Suffering, Being, Not From Noting Life'S Conditions, Nor From Heeding Time'S Monitions; But In Cleaving To The Dream, And In Gazing At The Gleam Whereby Gray Things Golden Seem. Thus Do I This Heyday, Holding Shadows But As Lights Unfolding, As No Specious Show This Moment With Its Irised Embowment; But As Nothing Other Than Part Of A Benignant Plan; Proof That Earth Was Made For Man. February 1899.