The Air Is Full Of Farewells To

Never Idle A Moment, But Thrifty And Thoughtful Of Others.

Behind The Clouds Is The Sun Still Shining.

Sang In Tones Of Deep Emotion Songs Of Love And Songs Of Longing.

That Was The First Sound In The Song Of Love! Scarce More Than Silence Is, And Yet A Sound. Hands Of Invisible Spirits Touch The Strings Of That Mysterious Instrument, The Soul, And Play The Prelude Of Our Fate. We Hear The Voice Prophetic, And Are Not Alone.

The Country Is Lyric, The Town Dramatic. When Mingled, They Make The Most Perfect Musical Drama.