God Is Thy Law, Thou

Goodness Thinks No Ill Where No Ill Seems.

It Was From Out The Rind Of One Apple Tasted, That The Knowledge Of Good And Evil, As Two Twins Cleaving Together, Leaped Forth Into The World.

To-morrow To Fresh Woods, And Pastures New.

The Virtuous Mind That Ever Walks Attended By A Strong Siding Champion, Conscience.

... Then There Was War In Heaven. But It Was Not Angels. It Was That Small Golden Zeppelin, Like A Long Oval World, High Up. It Seemed As If The Cosmic Order Were Gone, As If There Had Come A New Order, A New Heavens Above Us: And As If The World In Anger Were Trying To Revoke It.