A Pretty Woman's Worth Some Pains To

Is Your Love For The Lord Sufficient To Give All Your Time And Talents To His Work?

God's Justice, Tardy Though It Prove Perchance, Rests Never On The Track Until It Reach Delinquency.

It 's Wiser Being Good Than Bad; It 's Safer Being Meek Than Fierce; It 's Fitter Being Sane Than Mad. My Own Hope Is, A Sun Will Pierce The Thickest Cloud Earth Ever Stretched; That After Last Returns The First, Though A Wide Compass Round Be Fetched.

Out Of Your Whole Life Give But A Moment! All Of Your Life That Has Gone Before, All To Come After It, -so You Ignore, So You Make Perfect The Present, Condense, In A Rapture Of Rage, For Perfection's Endowment, Thought And Feeling And Soul And Sense.

It Was Roses, Roses, All The Way, With Myrtle Mixed In My Path Like Mad.