Truly, This World Can Go On Without

Then Stars Arise, And The Night Is Holy.

Some Must Follow And Some Command, Through All Are Made Oclay.

I Will Be A Man Among Men; And No Longer A Dreamer Among Shadows.

What Heart Has Not Acknowledged The Influence Of This Hour, The Sweet And Soothing Hour Of Twilight, The Hour Of Love, The Hour Of Adoration, The Hour Of Rest, When We Think Of Those We Love Only To Regret That We Have Not Loved Them More Dearly, When We Remember Our Enemies Only To Forgive Them.

Not In The Clamor Of The Crowded Street, Not In The Shouts And Plaudits Of The Throng, But In Ourselves, Are Triumph And Defeat.