Oh, To Be In England Now That

Who Knows Most, Doubts Most; Entertaining Hope Means Recognizing Fear.

God Is Seen God In The Star, In The Stone, In The Flesh, In The Soul And The Clod.

Poetry, Like Love, Is Something We Never Truly Say Goodbye To.

We Shall March Prospering,-not Thro' His Presence; Songs May Inspirit Us,-not From His Lyre; Deeds Will Be Done,-while He Boasts His Quiescence, Still Bidding Crouch Whom The Rest Bade Aspire.

Take Away Love And Our Earth Is A Tomb.