See The Sun! God's Crest Upon His

Who Can Mistake Great Thoughts? They Seize Upon The Mind; Arrest And Search, And Shake It; Bow The Tall Soul As By Wind; Rush Over It Like A River Reeds.

The Truth Of Truths Is Love.

Grief Hallows Hearts, Even While It Ages Heads.

For Ivy Climbs The Crumbling Hall To Decorate Decay.

Blest Is He Whose Heart Is The Home Of The Great Dead And Their Great Thoughts.