I've A Neater, Sweeter Maiden In A

As I Pass Through My Incarnations In Every Age And Race... And The Hearts Of The Meanest Were Humbled.

At Two O'clock In The Morning, If You Open Your Window And Listen, You Will Hear The Feet Of The Wind That Is Going To Call The Sun. And The Trees In The Shadow Rustle And The Trees In The Moonlight Glisten, And Though It Is Deep, Dark Night, You Feel That The Night Is Done.

The Jungle Speaks To Me Because I Know How To Listen.

Sing, For Faith And Hope Are High- None So True As You And I- Sing The Lovers' Litany: "love Like Ours Can Never Die!"

For The Female Of The Species Is More Deadly Than The Male.