Love Can Make Us Fiends As Well

The Invitation, To Tom Highes What We Can We Will Be, Honest Englishmen. Do The Work That's Nearest, Though It's Dull At Whiles, Helping, When We Meet Them, Lame Dogs Over Stiles.

All Who Have Travelled Through The Delicious Scenery Of North Devon Must Needs Know The Little White Town Of Bideford, Which Slopes Upwards From Its Broad Tide-river Paved With Yellow Sands, And Many-arched Old Bridge, Where Salmon Wait For Autumn Floods, Toward The Pleasant Upland On The West.

Do Noble Things, Not Dream Them All Day Long.

The World Goes Up And The World Goes Down, The Sunshine Follows The Rain; And Yesterday's Sneer And Yesterday's Frown Can Never Come Over Again.

The World Is God's World, After All.