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If All The Skies Were Sunshine Our Faces Would Be Fain To Feel Once More Upon Them The Cooling Splash Of Rain. If All The World Were Music, Our Hearts Would Often Long For One Sweet Strain Of Silence, To Break The Endless Song If Life Were Always Merry, Our Souls Would Seek Relief, And Rest From Weary Laughter In The Quiet Arms Of Grief.

Thou Warden Of The Western Gate, Above Manhattan Bay, The Fogs Of Doubt That Hid Thy Face Are Driven Clean Away: Thine Eyes At Last Look Far And Clear, Thou Liftest High Thy Hand To Spread The Light Of Liberty World-wide For Every Land.

Courage Is The Standing Army Of The Soul Which Keeps It From Conquest, Pillage, And Slavery.

It Is Better To Desire The Things We Have Than To Have The Things We Desire.

He That Planteth A Tree Is A Servant Of God, He Provideth A Kindness For Many Generations, And Faces That He Hath Not Seen Shall Bless Him.