I Have Lived To Thank God That

I Wish, And I Wish That The Spring Would Go Faster, Nor Long Summer Bide So Late; And I Could Grow On Like The Foxglove And Aster, For Some Things Are Ill To Wait.

There's No Dew Left On The Daisies And Clover; There's No Rain Left In Heaven.

Reign, And Keep Life In This Our Deep Desireour Only Greatness Is That We Aspire.

It Is Not Reason Which Makes Faith Hard, But Life.

People Newly Emerged From Obscurity Generally Launch Out Into Indiscriminate Display.