Love That I Bear Within My Breast

That Way Of Inspiration Is Always Open, And Open To Everyone; It Acts As Go-between, Interpreter, It Explains Symbols Of The Past In To-day's Imagery.

Luminous, Unfearful; High-priestesses, Our Fervour Shall Banish All Evil.

The Whole White World Is Ours.

Love Is A Garment Riven In The Light That Rises From Parnassus, Showing The Night Is Over.

I Testify To Rainbow Feathers, To The Span Of Heaven And Walls Of Colour, The Colonnades Of Jasper.