Tis Human Actions Paint The Chart Of

Joys Too Exquisite To Last, And Yet More Exquisite When Past.

Night Is The Time To Weep,to Wet With Unseen Tearsthose Graves Of Memory Where Sleepthe Joys Of Other Years.

Blue Thou Art, Intensely Blue; Flower, Whence Came Thy Dazzling Hue?

Fairest And Best Adorned Is She Whose Clothing Is Humility.

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