He lives most life whoever breathes most air.

For tis not in mere death that men die most.

He said true things, but called them by wrong names.

Life treads on life, and heart on heart: We press too close in church and mart, To keep a dream or grave apart

Earth's crammed with heaven...
But only he who sees, takes off his shoes.

Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death