These Stars Of Earth, These Golden Flowers.

Art Is Long, And Time Is Fleeting.

The Country Is Lyric, The Town Dramatic. When Mingled, They Make The Most Perfect Musical Drama.

All Your Strength Is In Union, All Your Danger Is In Discord.

A Great Sorrow, Like A Mariner's Quadrant, Brings The Sun At Noon Down To The Horizon, And We Learn Where We Are On The Sea Of Life.

Your Education Begins Where What Is Called Your Education Is Over. Your Fate Is But The Common Lot Of All.