The Downhill Path Is Easy, But There's

Be The Green Grass Above Me, With Showers And Dewdrops Wet; And If Thou Wilt, Remember, And If Thou Wilt, Forget.

Christmas Hath A Beauty ... Lovelier Than The World Can Show.

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

I Wish I Could Remember The First Day, First Hour, First Moment Of Your Meeting Me; If Bright Or Dim The Season It Might Be; Summer Or Winter For Aught I Can Say. So, Unrecorded Did It Slip Away, So Blind Was I To See And To Forsee, So Dull To Mark The Budding Of My Tree That Would Not Blossom, Yet, For Many A May.

Silence Is More Musical Than Any Song.