Tis The Hard Grey Weather Breeds Hard

There Are Two Freedoms - The False, Where A Man Is Free To Do What He Likes; The True, Where He Is Free To Do What He Ought.

In The Light Of Fuller Day, Of Purer Science, Holier Laws.

See The Land, Her Easter Keeping, Rises As Her Maker Rose. Seeds, So Long In Darkness Sleeping, Burst At Last From Winter Snows. Earth With Heaven Above Rejoices.

The World Goes Up And The World Goes Down, The Sunshine Follows The Rain; And Yesterday's Sneer And Yesterday's Frown Can Never Come Over Again.

Do What Thou Dost As If The Earth Were Heaven, And Thy Last Day The Day Of Judgment.