Twere Too Absurd To Slight For The

But God Has A Few Of Us To Whom He Whispers In The Ear; The Rest May Reason And Welcome; 'tis We Musicians Know.

He Guides Me And The Bird. In His Good Time!

The Moment Eternal - Just That And No More - When Ecstasy's Utmost We Clutch At The Core While Cheeks Burn, Arms Open, Eyes Shut, And Lips Meet!

At Last Awake From Life, That Insane Dream We Take For Waking Now.

Who Knows But The World May End Tonight