Would You Have Your Songs Endure? Build

Would You Have Your Songs Endure? Build On The Human Heart.

O Never Star Was Lost; Here We All Aspire To Heaven And There Is Heaven Above Us. If I Stoop Into A Dark Tremendous Sea Of Cloud, It Is But For A Time; I Press God's Lamp Close To My Breast; Its Splendor Soon Or Late Will Pierce The Gloom. I Shall Emerge Some Day.

No! Let Me Taste The Whole Of It, Fare Like My Peers, The Heroes Of Old, Bear The Brunt, In A Minute Pay Glad Life's Arrears Of Pain, Darkness And Cold.

Motherhood: All Love Begins And Ends There.

Sappho Survives, Because We Sing Her Songs; And Eschylus, Because We Read His Plays!