Deep Truth Is Imageless.

There Is No Sport In Hate Where All The Rage Is On One Side.

Let The Blue Sky Overhead, The Green Earth On Which Ye Tread, All That Must Eternal Be Witness The Solemnity.

Sing Again, With Your Dear Voice Revealing. A Tone Of Some World Far From Ours, Where Music And Moonlight And Feeling Are One.

Nothing Of Him That Doth Fade But Doth Suffer A Sea-change Into Something Rich And Strange

I Am Convinced That There Can Be No Regeneration Of Mankind Until Laughter Is Put Down.