Beauty Is A Fading Flower,truth

The Story Of Scientific Discovery Has Its Own Epic Unity-a Unity Of Purpose And Endeavour-the Single Torch Passing From Hand To Hand Through The Centuries; And The Great Moments Of Science When, After Long Labour, The Pioneers Saw Their Accumulated Facts Falling Into A Significant Order-sometimes In The Form Of A Law That Revolutionised The Whole World Of Thought-have An Intense Human Interest, And Belong Essentially To The Creative Imagination Of Poetry.

Your God Still Walks In Eden, Between The Ancient Trees, Where Youth And Love Go Wading Through Pools Of Primroses. And This Is The Sign We Bring You, Before The Darkness Fall, That Spring Is Risen, Is Risen Again, That Life Is Risen, Is Risen Again, That Love Is Risen, Is Risen Again, And Love Is Lord Of All.

Happy, Happy, Happy For All That God Hath Done, Glad Of All The Little Leaves Dancing In The Sun.

Outlawed, But Not Alone, For Love Is Outlawed, Too. You Cannot Banish Us, Proud World: We Banish You.

Your Dreamers May Dream It The Shadow Of A Dream, Your Sages May Deem It A Bubble On The Stream; Yet Our Kingdom Draweth Nigher With Each Dawn And Every Day, Through The Earthquake And The Fire Love Will Find Out The Way.