A Song Fluttered Down In The Form

With Our Short Sight We Affect To Take A Comprehensive View Of Eternity. Our Horizon Is The Universe.

I Know What The Caged Bird Feels, Alas!

We Wear The Mask That Grins And Lies.

Washington Is The City Where The Big Men Of Little Towns Come To Be Disillusioned

We Reduce The Deity To Vulgar Fractions. We Place Our Own Little Ambitions And Label Them ?divine Messages?. With Our Short Sight We Affect To Take A Comprehensive View Of Eternity.