It Is True, That It Is Not

Thinking The Deed, And Not The Creed, Would Help Us In Our Utmost Need.

For Age Is Opportunity No Less Than Youth Itself, Though In Another Dress, And As The Evening Twilight Fades Away The Sky Is Filled With Stars, Invisible By Day.

The Rapture Of Pursuing Is The Prize The Vanquished Gain.

Our Hearts, Our Hopes, Our Prayers, Our Tears, Our Faith Triumphant O’er Our Fears, Are All With Thee – Are All With Thee!

Ne Speaketh Not; And Yet There Lies A Conversation In His Eyes.