See The Sun! God's Crest Upon His

Night Comes, World-jewelled, . . . The Stars Rush Forth In Myriads As To Wage War With The Lines Of Darkness; And The Moon, Pale Ghost Of Night, Comes Haunting The Cold Earth After The Sun's Red Sea-death--quietless.

Simplicity Is Natures First Step, And The Last Of Art.

I Cannot Be Content With Less Than Heaven.

The First And Worst Of All Frauds Is To Cheat One's Self.

All Are Of The Race Of God, And Have In Themselves Good.