It's All In The Day's Work, As

For Men Must Work And Women Must Weep, And The Sooner It's Over, The Sooner To Sleep.

Study Nature As The Countenance Of God.

In The Light Of Fuller Day, Of Purer Science, Holier Laws.

All Who Have Travelled Through The Delicious Scenery Of North Devon Must Needs Know The Little White Town Of Bideford, Which Slopes Upwards From Its Broad Tide-river Paved With Yellow Sands, And Many-arched Old Bridge, Where Salmon Wait For Autumn Floods, Toward The Pleasant Upland On The West.

Music Has Been Called The Speech Of The Angels; I Will Go Farther And Call It The Speech Of God Himself.