What Is All This Juice And All

The Effect Of Studying Masterpieces Is To Make Me Admire And Do Otherwise.

Lovely The Woods, Waters, Meadows, Combes, Vales, All The Air Things Wear That Build This World Of Wales.

Nothing Is So Beautiful As Spring - When Weeds, In Wheels, Shoot Long And Lovely And Lush; Thrush's Eggs Look Little Low Heavens, And Thrush Through The Echoing Timber Does So Rinse And Wring The Ear, It Strikes Like Lightning To Hear Him Sing.

Glory Be To God For Dappled Things.

Our Lord Jesus Christ , My Brethren, Is Our Hero, A Hero All The World Wants.