Granting Our Wish Is One Of Fate's

Death Is Delightful. Death Is Dawn, The Waking From A Weary Night Of Fevers Unto Truth And Light.

But Better Far It Is To Speak One Simple Word, Which Now And Then Shall Waken Their Free Nature In The Weak And Friendless Sons Of Men.

Each Day The World Is Born Anew For Him Who Takes It Rightly.

Life Is The Jailer, Death The Angel Sent To Draw The Unwilling Bolts And Set Us Free.

It Is By Presence Of Mind In Untried Emergencies That The Native Metal Of Man Is Tested.