Silence 'tis Awe Decrees.

One Who Never Turned His Back But Marched Breast Forward, Never Doubted Clouds Would Break, Never Dreamed, Though Right Were Worsted, Wrong Would Triumph, Held We Fall To Rise, Are Baffled To Fight Better, Sleep To Wake.

How Good Is Life, The Mere Living!

It Was Roses, Roses, All The Way, With Myrtle Mixed In My Path Like Mad.

If All The World Is A Stage And Life Is Just A Play Upon It, Get Me Two Seats In The Stalls.

God Is Seen God In The Star, In The Stone, In The Flesh, In The Soul And The Clod.