Lost, Lost! One Moment Knelled The Woe

Again The Cousin's Whistle! Go, My Love.

For I Say This Is Death And The Sole Death,- When A Man's Loss Comes To Him From His Gain, Darkness From Light, From Knowledge Ignorance, And Lack Of Love From Love Made Manifest.

The Lie Was Dead And Damned, And Truth Stood Up Instead.

Why Stay On The Earth Except To Grow.

Every One Soon Or Late Comes Round By Rome.