For Love Is Heaven And Heaven Is

Good Wine Needs Neither Bush Nor Preface To Make It Welcome. And They Drank The Red Wine Through The Helmet Barr'd.

Teach Self-denial And Make Its Practice Pleasure, And You Can Create For The World A Destiny More Sublime That Ever Issued From The Brain Of The Wildest Dreamer.

Come He Slow Or Come He Fast It Is But Death That Comes At Last

Earth Walks On Earth, Glittering In Gold; Earth Goes To Earth, Sooner Than It Wold; Earth Builds On Earth, Palaces And Towers; Earth Says To Earth, Soon, All Shall Be Ours.

Land Of My Sires! What Mortal Hand Can E'er Untie The Filial Band That Knits Me To Thy Rugged Strand!