Verse-Making Was Least Of My Virtues: I Viewed With Despair Wealth That Never Yet Was But Might Be, All That Verse-Making Were If The Life Would But Lengthen To Wish, Let The Mind Be Laid Bare. So I Said, "To Do Little Is Bad, To Do Nothing Is Worse", And Made Verse. Love-Making, How Simple A Matter! No Depths To Explore, No Heights In A Life To Ascend! No Disheartening Before, No Affrighting Hereafter, Love Now Will Be Love Ever More. So I Felt "To Keep Silence Were Folly:" All Language Above, I Made Love.