It Is With Rivers As It Is

A Flawless Cup: How Delicate And Fine The Flowing Curve Of Every Jewelled Line! Look, Turn It Up Or Down, 'tis Perfect Still-- But Holds No Drop Of Life's Heart-warming Wine.

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.

Heaven Is Blest With Perfect Rest, But The Blessing Of Earth Is Toil.

Time Is Too Slow For Those Who Wait, Too Swift For Those Who Fear, Too Long For Those Who Grieve, Too Short For Those Who Rejoice, But For Those Who Love, Time Is Eternity.

Love Is Not Getting, But Giving. Not A Wild Dream Of Pleasure And Madness Of Desire - Oh, No - Love Is Not That! It Is Goodness And Honor And Peace And Pure Living - Yes, Love Is That And It Is The Best Thing In The World And The Thing That Lives The Longest.