Not Truth, But Faith It Is That

Music My Rampart, And My Only One.

You See, I Am A Poet, And Not Quite Right In The Head, Darling. It’s Only That.

Martyred Many Times Must Be Who Would Keep His Country Free.

And He Whose Soul Is Flat -- The Sky Will Cave In On Him By And By.

Although We Sometimes Did Without A Few Of Life's Necessities, We Rarely Lacked For Its Luxuries.