Oh, Could We Lift The Future's Sable

America, Thou Half-brother Of The World; With Something Good And Bad Of Every Land.

I Cannot Love As I Have Loved, And Yet I Know Not Why; It Is The One Great Woe Of Life To Feel All Feeling Die.

Love Spends His All, And Still Hath Store.

The Beautiful Are Never Desolate; But Some One Alway Loves Them--god Or Man. If Man Abandons, God Himself Takes Them.

Walk Boldly And Wisely.... There Is A Hand Above That Will Help You On.