Where Words Leave Off, Music Begins.

In The Marvelous Month Of May When All The Buds Were Bursting, Then In My Heart Did Love Arise. In The Marvelous Month Of May When All The Birds Were Singing, Then Did I Reveal To Her My Yearning And Longing.

Man,--the Aristocrat Amongst The Animals.

The Bible Is The Great Family Chronicle Of The Jews.

Graves They Say Are Warm'd By Glory; Foolish Words And Empty Story.

I Do Not Know The Meaning Of My Sadness; There Is An Old Fairy Tale That I Cannot Get Out Of My Mind.