O World, As God Has Made It!

Sappho Survives, Because We Sing Her Songs; And Eschylus, Because We Read His Plays!

Hand Grasps At Hand, Eye Lights Eye In Good Friendship, And Great Hearts Expand And Grow One In The Sense Of This World's Life.

To Me At Least Was Never Evening Yet, But Seemed Far Beautifuller Than Its Day.

I Show You Doubt, To Prove That Faith Exists.

Let Friend Trust Friends, And Love Demand Love's Like.