The Silver, Snarling Trumpets 'gan To Chide.

To Stay Youthful, Stay Useful.

Heard Melodies Are Sweet, But Those Unheard Are Sweeter.

Shed No Tear - O, Shed No Tear! The Flower Will Bloom Another Year. Weep No More - O, Weep No More! Young Buds Sleep In The Root's White Core.

Life Is But A Day; A Fragile Dewdrop On Its Perilous Way From A Tree's Summit.

As The Swiss Inscription Says: Sprechen Ist Silbern, Schweigen Ist Golden,- "speech Is Silvern, Silence Is Golden;" Or, As I Might Rather Express It, Speech Is Of Time, Silence Is Of Eternity.