Fear Is The Virtue Of Slaves; But

When We Walk Towards The Sun Of Truth, All Shadows Are Cast Behind Us.

Stay, Stay At Home, My Heart And Rest; Home-keeping Hearts Are Happiest.

I Will Be A Man Among Men; And No Longer A Dreamer Among Shadows.

Be Thy Sleep Silent As Night Is, And As Deep.

Oh, How Beautiful Is The Summer Night, Which Is Not Night, But A Sunless, Yet Unclouded, Day, Descending Upon Earth With Dews And Shadows And Refreshing Coolness! How Beautiful The Long Mild Twilight, Which, Like A Silver Clasp, Unites Today With Yesterday!