But God Has A Few Of Us

That's The Wise Thrush; He Sings Each Song Twice Over, Lest You Should Think He Never Could Recapture The First Fine Careless Rapture!

A Pretty Woman's Worth Some Pains To See.

Wander At Will, Day After Day,-- Wander Away, Wandering Still-- Soul That Canst Soar! Body May Slumber: Body Shall Cumber Soul-flight No More.

Never The Time And The Place And The Loved One All Together.

In The First Is The Last, In Thy Will Is My Power To Believe.