Where Any View Of Money Exists, Art

I Cry, Love! Love! Love! Happy Happy Love! Free As The Mountain Wind!

How Have You Left The Ancient Love That Bards Of Old Enjoyed In You! The Languid Strings Do Scarcely Move! The Sound Is Forced, The Notes Are Few!

Painters Are Noted For Being Dissipated And Wild.

When The Sun Rises, Do You Not See A Round Disc Of Fire Somewhat Like A Guinea? O No, No, I See An Innumerable Company Of The Heavenly Host Crying Holy, Holy, Holy Is The Lord God Almighty.

That The Jews Assumed A Right Exclusively To The Benefits Of God Will Be A Lasting Witness Against Them And The Same Will It Be Against Christians.