Where The Scriptures Speak, We Speak; Where

A Man Who Will Not Leave His Room Because He Does Not Know How, Or Is Afraid To Open The Door, Is Trapped Just The Same Whether Or Not The Door Is Locked.

Never Wedding, Ever Wooing, Still A Lovelorn Heart Pursuing, Read You Not The Wrong You're Doing In My Cheek's Pale Hue? All My Life With Sorrow Strewing; Wed Or Cease To Woo.

For There No Yew Nor Cypress Spread Their Glom But Roses Blossom'd Each Rustic Tomb.

Where The Scriptures Speak, We Speak; Where The Scriptures Are Silent, We Are Silent.

O Star-eyed Science, Hast Thou Wander'd There, To Waft Us Home The Message Of Despair?