But The Great Master Said, "i See

The Day Is Done; And Slowly From The Scene The Stooping Sun Upgathers His Spent Shafts, And Puts Them Back Into His Golden Quiver!

Softly The Evening Came /with The Sunset/.

The Air Is Full Of Farewells To The Dying. And Mournings For The Dead.

Give What You Have. To Some One, It May Be Better Than You Dare To Think.

.... Anon From The Castle Walls The Crescent Banner Falls, And The Crowd Beholds Instead, Like A Portent In The Sky, Iskander's Banner Fly, The Black Eagle With Double Head. And Shouts Ascend On High .....'' Long Live Scanderbeg.