Rocks Whereon Greatest Men Have Oftest Wreck'd.

Day And Night, Seed-time And Harvest, Heat And Hoary Frost Shall Hold Their Course, Till Fire Purge All Things New.

Where More Is Meant Than Meets The Ear.

To Overcome In Battle, And Subdue Nations, And Bring Home Spoils With Infinite Man-slaughter, Shall Be Held The Highest Pitch Of Human Glory.

Who Would Not, Finding Way, Break Loose From Hell, . . . . And Boldly Venture To Whatever Place Farthest From Pain?

Gratitude Bestows Reverence, Allowing Us To Encounter Everyday Epiphanies.