A Noble Type Of Good. Heroic Womanhood.

The Air Is Full Of Farewells To The Dying. And Mournings For The Dead.

My Soul Is Full Of Longing For The Secret Of The Sea, And The Heart Of The Great Ocean Sends A Thrilling Pulse Through Me.

Sorrow And Silence Are Strong, And Patient Endurance Is Godlike.

In The Mouths Of Many Men Soft Words Are Like Roses That Soldiers Put Into The Muzzles Of Their Muskets On Holidays.

When Christ Ascended Triumphantly From Star To Star He Left The Gates Of Heaven Ajar.