Laborin' Man An' Laborin' Woman Hev One

Though Old The Thought And Oft Exprest, Tis His At Last Who Says It Best.

No Mud Can Soil Us But The Mud We Throw.

Many-sidedness Of Culture Makes Our Vision Clearer And Keener In Particulars.

I Who Still Pray At Morning And At Eve Thrice In My Life Perhaps Have Truly Prayed, Thrice Stirred Below Conscious Self Have Felt That Perfect Disenthrallment Which Is God.

As Life Runs On, The Road Grows Strange With Faces New - And Near The End. The Milestones Into Headstones Change, Neath Every One A Friend.