All's Love, Yet All's Law.

How Strange Now, Looks The Life He Makes Us Lead; So Free We Seem, So Fettered Fast We Are!

Thou Art My Single Day, God Lends To Leaven What Were All Earth Else, With A Feel Of Heaven.

Believeth With The Life, The Pain Shall Stop.

Where The Apple Reddens Never Pry - Lest We Lose Our Edens, Eve And I.

One Wise Man's Verdict Outweighs All The Fools'.