The Dove, On Silver Pinions, Winged Her

When The Good Man Yields His Breath (for The Good Man Never Dies).

Hymns Should Have Unity, Graduation And Mutual Dependence In The Thoughts, A Conscious Progress, A Sense Of Completeness And Be Easily Understood.

Songs Of Praise The Angels Sang, Heav'n With Alleluias Rang, When Creation Was Begun, When God Spoke And It Was Done.

We Fought The Revolutionary War For No Taxation Without Representation, It Seems To Me That We Are Much Worse Off Today, Because We Are Heavily Taxed, And Only The King's Corporations Control This Country, Together With Mob Rule, Of The Special Interests.

Bliss In Possession Will Not Last; Remembered Joys Are Never Past.