O Passing Angel, Speed Me With A

Can Anything Be Sadder Than Work Left Unfinished? Yes, Work Never Begun.

What Is Green? The Grass Is Green, With Small Flowers Between. What Is Violet? Clouds Are Violet In The Summer Twilight. What Is Orange? Why, An Orange, Just An Orange!

What Is The Beginning? Love. What Is The Course. Love Still. What The Goal. The Goal Is Love.

Love Is Like A Rose, The Joy Of All The Earth.

I Have No Wit, No Words, No Tears; My Heart Within Me Like A Stone Is Numb'd Too Much For Hopes Or Fears; Look Right, Look Left, I Dwell Alone; I Lift Mine Eyes, But Dimm'd With Grief No Everlasting Hills I See; My Life Is In The Falling Leaf: O Jesus, Quicken Me.