Pleasantest Of All Ties Is The Tie

To Learn Is To Be Young, However Old.

When The Black And Mortal Blood Of Man Has Fallen To The Ground ... Who Then Can Sing Spells To Call It Back Again?

For There Below Ground Sits The Dark God, Strong To Call Men To Judgment; He Sees All, And Writes It In His Memory.

His Resolve Is Not To Seem The Bravest, But To Be.

May Dawn, As The Proverb Goes, Bring Happy Tidings Coming From Her Mother Night.