How Hard It Is To Hide The

Robust Grass Endures Mighty Winds; Loyal Ministers Emerge Through Ordeal.

There's Place And Means For Every Man Alive.

There Lives Within The Very Flame Of Love A Kind Of Wick Or Snuff That Will Abate It.

For Truth Hath Better Deeds Than Words To Grace It.

Well, I Must Be Patient; There Is No Fettering Of Authority.