Those Who Would See Wonderful Things Must

Spend As Much Time As Possible, With Body And With Spirit In God's Out-of-doors.

I Heard Through The Nightthe Rush And The Clamour;the Pulse Of The Fightlike Blows Of Thor's Hammer;the Pattering Flightof The Leaves, And The Anguishedmoan Of The Forest Vanquished.

The World Is Full Of Warfare 'twixt The Evil And The Good;i Watched The Battle From Afar As One Who Understoodthe Shouting And Confusion, The Bloody, Blundering Fight-how Few There Are That See It Clear, How Few That Wage It Right!

Long Ago Apollo Called To Aristæus, Youngest Of The Shepherds, Saying, "i Will Make You Keeper Of My Bees." Golden Were The Hives, And Golden Was The Honey; Golden, Too, The Music, Where The Honey-makers Hummed Among The Trees.

He That Planteth A Tree Is A Servant Of God, He Provideth A Kindness For Many Generations, And Faces That He Hath Not Seen Shall Bless Him.