A Peace That Depends On Fear Is

But This I Know. Those Who Seek Him Will Do Well To Look Among The Poor And The Lowly, The Sorrowful And The Oppressed.

A Flawless Cup: How Delicate And Fine The Flowing Curve Of Every Jewelled Line! Look, Turn It Up Or Down, 'tis Perfect Still-- But Holds No Drop Of Life's Heart-warming Wine.

Be Glad Of Life Because It Gives You The Chance To Love, To Work, To Play, And To Look Up At The Stars.

In Warlike Pomp, With Banners Flowing, The Regiments Of Autumn Stood: I Saw Their Gold And Scarlet Glowing From Every Hillside, Every Wood.

So In The Heart, When, Fading Slowly Down The Past, Fond Memories Depart, And Each That Leaves It Seems The Last; Long After All The Rest Are Flown, Returns A Solitary Tone,— The After-echo Of Departed Years,— And Touches All The Soul To Tears.