One Thing Only Has Been Lent To

Life Is Not Having And Getting, But Being And Becoming

Fortime, Not Corydon, Hath Conquered Thee.

He Spoke, And Loos'd Our Heart In Tears. He Laid Us As We Lay At Birth On The Cool Flowery Lap Of Earth.

Change Doth Unknit The Tranquil Strength Of Men.

Unquiet Souls. In The Dark Fermentation Of Earth, In The Never Idle Workshop Of Nature, In The Eternal Movement, Yea Shall Find Yourselves Again.