Some People Are So Afraid Do Die

I Heard Through The Nightthe Rush And The Clamour;the Pulse Of The Fightlike Blows Of Thor's Hammer;the Pattering Flightof The Leaves, And The Anguishedmoan Of The Forest Vanquished.

If Only The Best Birds Sang, The Forest Would Be Silent.

Those Who Would See Wonderful Things Must Often Be Ready To Travel Alone.

Time Is: Too Slow For Those Who Wait, Too Swift For Those Who Fear.

Come, My Friend, Forget Your Foes, And Leave Your Fears Behind, And Wander Forth To Try Your Luck, With Cheerful, Quiet Mind; For Be Your Fortune Great Or Small, You Take What God Will Give, And All The Day Your Heart Will Say, "'tis Luck Enough To Live.