A Deed Knocks First At Thought And

Till I Loved I Never Lived.

Such Is The Force Of Happiness-- The Least Can Lift A Ton Assisted By Its Stimulus.

I Have A Bird In Spring Which For Myself Doth Sing - The Spring Decoys. And As The Summer Nears - And As The Rose Appears, Robin Is Gone. Yet Do I Not Repine Knowing That Bird Of Mine Though Flown - Learneth Beyond The Sea Melody New For Me And Will Return.

I Cling To Nowhere Until I Fall - The Crash Of Nothing.

All Things Do Go A-courting, In Earth, Or Sea, Or Air, God Hath Made Nothing Single But Thee In His World So Fair.