Hard Are The Ways Of Truth, And

O Sun, To Tell Thee How I Hate Thy Beams That Bring To My Remembrance From What State I Fell, How Glorious Once Above Thy Sphere.

O Fleeting Joys Of Paradise, Dear Bought With Lasting Woes!

Be Strong, Live Happy And Love, But First Of All Him Whom To Love Is To Obey, And Keep His Great Command!

The Low'ring Element Scowls O'er The Darken'd Landscape.

The Rising World Of Waters Dark And Deep.