Genius Is Talent Set On Fire By

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

Some People Are So Afraid Do Die That They Never Begin To Live.

Culture Is The Habit Of Being Pleased With The Best And Knowing Why.

Religion? Yes, I Know It Well; I've Heard Its Prayers And Creeds, And Seen Men Put Them All To Shame With Poor, Half-hearted Deeds. They Follow Christ, But Far Away; They Wander And They Doubt. I'll Serve Him In A Better Way, And Live His Precepts Out.

I Know That Europe's Wonderful, Yet Something Seems To Lack;the Past Is Too Much With Her, And The People Looking Back.