Execution Is The Chariot Of Genius.

I Heard An Angel Singing; When The Day Was Springing, Mercy, Pity, Peace; Is The World's Release.

Come Live, And Be Merry, And Join With Me, To Sing The Sweet Chorus Of 'ha Ha He!

The Bird A Nest, The Spider A Web, Man Friendship.

For All Eternity, I Forgive You And You Forgive Me.

And Is He Honest Who Resists His Genius Or Conscience Only For The Sake Of Present Ease Or Gratification