Obedience Is The Fruit Of Faith.

Because The Birthday Of My Life Is Come, My Love Is Come To Me.

For I Am Bound With Fleshly Bands, Joy, Beauty, Lie Beyond My Scope; I Strain My Heart, I Stretch My Hands, And Catch At Hope.

Where Are The Songs I Used To Know, Where Are The Notes I Used To Sing? I Have Forgotten Everything I Used To Know So Long Ago. ("the Key-note")

Hope Is Like A Harebell, Trembling From Its Birth,love Is Like A Rose, The Joy Of All The Earth,faith Is Like A Lily, Lifted High And White,love Is Like A Lovely Rose, The World's Delight.harebells And Sweet Lilies Show A Thornless Growth,but The Rose With All Its Thorns Excels Them Both.

Spring's An Expansive Time: Yet I Don't Trust March With Its Peck Of Dust, Nor April With Its Rainbow-crowned Brief Showers, Nor Even May, Whose Flowers One Frost May Wither Thro' The Sunless Hours.