Most Illogical Irrational Nature Of Our Womanhood,

Earth May Embitter, Not Remove, The Love Divinely Given; And E'en That Mortal Grief Shall Prove The Immortality Of Love, And Lead Us Nearer Heaven.

May The Good God Pardon All Good Men.

The Least Flower, With Brimming Cup, May Stand And Share Its Dew Drop With Another Near.

He Who Breathes Deepest Lives Most.

The Charm, One Might Say The Genius, Of Memory Is That It Is Choosy, Chancy And Temperamental; It Rejects The Edifying Cathedral And Indelibly Photographs The Small Boy Outside, Chewing A Hunk Of Melon In The Dust.