Before Man Made Us Citizens, Great Nature

Darkness Is Strong, And So Is Sin, But Surely God Endures Forever!

Life Seems A Jest Of Fate's Contriving.

Did Man E'er Live Saw Priest Or Woman Yet Forgive?

At The Devil's Booth Are All Things Sold. Each Ounce Of Dross Costs Its Ounce Of Gold.

The Ash Her Purple Drops Forgivingly And Sadly, Breaking Not The General Hush; The Maple Swamps Glow Like A Sunset Sea, Each Leaf A Ripple With Its Separate Flush; All Round The Wood's Edge Creeps The Skirting Blaze, Ere The Rain Falls, The Cautious Farmer Burns His Brush.