God Is The Perfect Poet, Who In

Generations Pass While Some Tree Stands, And Old Families Last Not Three Oaks.

What A Thing Friendship Is - World Without End.

Man Seeks His Own Good At The Whole World's Cost.

No Work Begun Shall Ever Pause For Death.

All The Breath And The Bloom Of The Year In The Bag Of One Bee; All The Wonder And Wealth Of The Mine In The Heart Of One Gem; In The Core Of One Pearl All The Shade And The Shine Of The Sea; Breath And Bloom, Shade And Shine,- Wonder, Wealth, And-how Far Above Them- Truth, That's Brighter Than Gem, Truth, That's Purer Than Pearl,- Brightest Truth, Purest Trust In The Universe- All Were For Me In The Kiss Of One Girl.