...waves of our spirit stir Ripples that run through all eternity. [From The Alpt and Italy.] SELF. 'Tis self whereby we suffer; 'tis the greed To grasp, the...to blend with beauteous lives, to feed And take our till of loveliness, which breed This anguish of the soul intemperate; 'Tis self that turns to pain...

...of our spirit stir Ripples that run through all eternity. [From Tlie Aljts nntl Italy.] SELF. 'Tis self whereby we suffer; 'tis the greed To grasp, the hunger to assimilate AH that earth holds of fair and delicate, The lust to blend with beauteous lives, to feed And take...

...himself a life ever-lasting, where thereis no more the taste of death. " 'Tis self whereby we suffer. Tis greed To grasp, the hunger to assimilate All that earth holds of fair and delicate, The best to blend with beauteous lives, to feed And take our fill of loveliness, which breed This anguish...